I hope you don’t mind if I share a couple of my last journal entries for 2017. They express not only my heart about “lasts,” but also my dreams of “firsts.” I pray they are inspiring to you and an encouragement as we launch into 2018. Thank you, my friends, for another year of walking this journey together. My heart is blessed just thinking about you.
December 20, 2017…4 a.m.
As I type this, my daughter is sleeping in her childhood bed for the last time. That same room, which once held her crib and then her toddler bed, now holds her last sprinkling of childhood dreams before she gets married to the guy of her dreams.
I look at the Christmas tree lights–the ones I told Alexa to turn on–and I think of the “firsts” we are celebrating.
- Mary’s firstborn Son and long-awaited birth of the Messiah
- Jesus’ first invitation to Peter and Andrew to drop everything and follow Him
- Jesus’ first and final path to the cross in my place…
Jesus was all about “firsts” AND “lasts.”
“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End, the First and the Last.” Revelation 22:13
My sweet friends, will you read those words one more time?
Alpha, Omega, Beginning, End, First, and Last…amazing…God.
What firsts are you celebrating today? What lasts are you struggling to let go of? How can I pray?
As we end 2017, I want you all to know that no matter what season of life you are in, you can end well. You can take all of the disappointing stuff, the good stuff, and the in-between-probably-forgotten stuff, and settle it in your hearts once and for all.
- Confront it.
- Commit it.
- Close it.
Today, I choose to confront my feelings of sadness and replace them with thoughts of joy and celebration. I commit my precious daughter into the hands of the Father who loves her more than I ever have. I will gently close the door on her childhood and courageously walk through the door to her bright and beautiful future. For we know that He goes before us and behind us.
You have hedged me behind and before and laid Your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain it. ~David, Psalm 139:5-6
December 25, 2017…4 a.m.
As I type this, I am looking at a moose head over the mantle and leftover wedding cake. The remnants of last night’s celebration fill the lodge where we are staying. My daughter and her new husband will soon be waking up to their first day together as a married couple. Today, as people everywhere celebrate the Savior of the world, who made His presence known as a tiny baby, and who grew up to bear the weight of the world’s sins, I am thankful.
I am thankful for firsts, such as my Hannah’s first steps. And I am thankful for lasts, such as that last hug before my girl was whisked away by her groom.
Today, I ask God to bless all of us in our firsts and lasts. Thank you for letting me be a small part of them.
I thank my God upon every remembrance of you, always in every prayer of mine making request for you all with joy. Philippians 1:3-4
As we spend the last few hours of 2017 finishing well and start 2018 with a fresh set of “firsts” in mind, I have one simple request.
Will you stand with me?
As sisters in Christ, will you stand with me through all the upcoming firsts, lasts, and forgettable in-betweens? If so, simply reply “yes” to this email.
I am looking forward to walking this journey with you and connecting with like-minded women everywhere. After all, we need the Lord, and we need each other.
Thank you, precious ladies, for allowing me into your inbox and into your lives. I truly believe the best is yet to come.
Happy New Year,