My One Word for 2014

Last year I died. Every day for 365 days. I woke up and experienced death.

Graveyard

I died to myself. I died to my past. I died to my will. I died to all that I thought that I knew.

Dying was hard, but necessary.

For Christians dying is central to our faith. Dying is life. I forgot that somewhere along the way. Somewhere along the road to hunky-dory everything should be perfect land, I forgot that dying is a good thing.

Good but painful.

[Read more…]