The kids are back at school this morning and it’s raining the best kind of slow rain and I’m sitting in front of the tree pretending I don’t have things to do. The kids went back to school today and I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t want one more week with everybody home. Time is moving fast these days and I’m grasping to hang on to the very thing that never stops.
I’d planned to share my one word for 2017 with a lengthy post about how it came to me because the backstory is a long one, but in all sincerity I’d rather be in the kitchen making soup. Is that awful for me to say? In a world full of noise, I’m longing for more pondering and less sharing. I’m longing for more meditating on words and less spinning of them. I’m longing for more mystery and less hardcore evidence. I’m longing for less of me and more of Jesus.
Yes, even after a year of living the word Decrease, I still have miles to go and the miles to go seem closely related to social media and blogging and podcasting. It’s hard to decrease when the pressure to churn out content is always there, even when the content you’re called to churn out is God breathed.
As I began to pray over my word of 2017, I felt like the Holy Spirit was giving me a particular word. I rolled that word around and gave time to ponder how that word would work itself out into my life. I entertained the sheer fear I felt when I said it aloud. I did a word study and considered the weight of it. And last night at 10pm, my one word became another word.
I want to confidently know truth in order to declare it fearlessly.
I want to confidently know truth so that I can disciple the moms in my city better.
I want to confidently know truth in order to edify and encourage the body in my city.
I want to confidently know truth so that my love may be more complete.
I want to confidently know truth so that my courage to speak it grows beyond my desire to please man.
I want to confidently know truth that I might continue to decrease and Jesus increase.
And I want to confidently know truth so that my prophetic voice might mature into something more useful for the church.