It's New Year's Eve. It's a beautiful day with sun, blue sky and very cold temperatures and I love it. Sunshine and a frosty temperature is my favorite kind of weather. Don't ask me why. Because I really don't know. It's just feels exhilarating and joyful.
With that in mind, ah and the use of the word, mind...hmm...it's time to look at the word of the year from this year: Faith.
As I've said off and on this year, I was uncomfortable with faith as the word of the year. Mostly because for me, it has always had a huge weight attached to it associated with my Catholic upbringing. It has always felt like something I had to have whether I wanted it or not. More of a burden to carry than a dock on which to stand, supported above the ever changing waters of life. I've written about the word and how it's changed for me many times this year. Here are a few samples: here, here, and here.
I've come to see faith as a friend, now.
Faith is the kind of friend that never fails to show up when you really need to know you're not alone. When days are frustrating and disappointing, faith shows up at the end to sit with me. And when out of the blue, something comes my way that I've wanted and needed, faith is there to pat me on the back and whisper, "I knew it would happen."
Faith has been, well, faithful this year. Trudging through my days silently behind me in everything I do. And I don't like goodbyes, but maybe, I don't have to really let it go. Just let faith be there, maybe as it's always been...right beside me all along.
It's been hard to choose a new word of the year for 2016. But, perhaps, letting myself have last year's word, faith, beside me, it will all figure itself out in the end.