2013 will be remembered as the year that we risked and that we dreamed. It will be remembered as the year that we trusted God in big and bold ways. It will be the year our second son was born. That our patience and wills and hearts and bodies were tested and exhausted every day. This will be the year that we will remember disappointment, frustration and struggles.
But it will also be the year we remember intimacy and fellowship. True community and God's miraculous ways of making things happen and unfold.
2013 was an adventure. A heartbreaking one, a rich one, and mostly, a memorable one. While part of my heart looks to the new year with a bit of hesitation of what will unfold for us, as with any fresh start or new beginning, I hold hope. It reigns in my heart.
Happy New Year friends.