Lessons of the year...
I tend to look at years or seasons of my life based on the lessons I'm striving to grasp. In Prague, I realized the beauty in the process of becoming like Christ. Convicted of always appreciating the journey after the end result was achieved, I knew I needed to work on finding the blessing and intimacy of Christ in the midst of fear, loneliness, or any other emotion that I usually tried to get rid of quickly. In Indiana, I realized that location and circumstance does not change my purpose and home is wherever the Lord wants you, not where you know the most people. Recently, I've started circling in on my Dallas life lesson....and it all started with a little Christmas tree. My mom is a clever and creative woman. In high school, she got each of us girls a tiny Christmas tree and fashioned ornaments out of our childhood trinkets, medals, and mementos. As I was putting them on the tree this year, I started to laugh. I couldn't remember what some of them were for or what I did ...