This year my word is SOFT. Because I recognize something in my soul that I’m not proud of. Bitterness, pride and hardness. Man reality is hard isn’t it? Its grown a little bit at a time over the years. Rooting out of discontentment, comparison, and anger over the things that should have gone a different way. It manifests itself in an woman who isn’t always as nice to her people as she should be.
So as I was praying over what needed to mark my year this word came to me while I was washing dishes. A true reality that hit hard and I suddenly knew, I need to soften up. There, I said it. SOFT.
Malleable, Flexible, Teachable, Enjoyable, Changeable, Comfortable, Kinder word giver, Gentle. This is what I think of and I what I want to lean into when I think over and pray over the word soft for myself this year.
It’s a difficult word to fully understand, and certainly not popular in our modern world of loud, and pushy. But, I want softness to mark me in a way that makes me a comfortable place to land, this is what I want for my people. And I don’t want to hold too tight to the things I want. Because I have in the past, and that never works. So here is to 2021 the year of the soft grip with willingness to let loose the things that bind to move on to whatever it is that the Lord is stirring up, and hears to striving to attain a more graceful and gentler spirit. O LORD help me, cuz oh how I need you to help me.
