Unnamed and Unfinished

I am not big on New Year’s Resolutions.   I have nothing against you if you are into it, in fact I used to get really into setting resolutions.   But I never kept them all year… ever… and that became depressing, so I quit.     For the past few years I have embraced a different concept.   I name each year.   It is based on the concept of “One Word”  , but I am too wordy to keep it at a mete word most years.     I loved Ann Voskamp's perspective as well, " but as we name our newborn, so we name our new year, christen it so it knows who it is to us. Named, we now have a destination, a way across the next twelve months."   We are very close to the start of 2018, and the year is BEGGING me to settle on a name.   So I have! REDEEMED   Isaiah 43 is such a powerful chapter of scripture and has shaped this name.     But now, this is what the Lord says—     he who cre...

Ditching the Rubric I am coming to understand that I am a perfectionist in some areas.   Not all, I mean I live with lots of clutter, albeit organized clutter.   I can 100% go to bed with dirty dishes in the sink.   I vacuum the bedroom when my shedding hair forms clumps I can see.   But in other ways, I am coming to realize I am a perfectionist. I am in grad school (for my second go around).   I got a 4.0 on my Master of Arts in Organizational Leadership back in 2011.   I got a 100% in my first class of this Early Childhood Coaching Certificate.     I love getting an “A.”   I live my life by that amazing rubric the teacher gives for each assignment.   In classes, if I meet every requirement in that document, I am sure to get an “A.” I was listening to a podcast, Coffee and Crumbs, late last week on my walk (which, has become my nightly link to sanity.   I put on my headphones, I lace up my sneakers, I start my pod...