Held Into The New Year

Happy New Year friends!! ✨

Here’s a poem I wrote…

“Held into the New Year”

Last year my word was endeavor,

chosen from a heart

scared, but ready to grow.

To challenge myself,

while learning how to be gentle with myself.

To keep making space

for opportunities to try new things

without the weight of needing to do them perfectly.

I hoped my actions would stay in tune

with peace,

with kindness,

with grace.

And through the year,

I saw that word come to life—

brought before my eyes

in ways I couldn’t have planned.

I remind myself how proud I am,

because little me

never thought I could get this far.

Now I stand at the edge of a new year

hoping for more beauty.

I choose a new word,

placing it in the same open hands,

asking God for vision—

for His timing,

for His will.

I pray for goals that stretch me

beyond my comfort zone,

but never beyond His covering.

Growth that is brave,

yet gentle.

May my heart pursue the Lord

with even deeper desire.

May my steps be slower,

my faith braver,

my dependence more honest.

I ask for trust where I want control,

obedience where I want certainty,

peace where I feel restless,

courage where I feel small,

patience where I want answers now.

Set my soul on fire, Lord—

because though I am weary and tired,

I am held

by the One who carries my burdens,

by the One who will carry me into another month.

Whether I enter this year

with tears or with praise,

His gentle hands will help me cross over—

not rushing me forward,

not leaving me behind.

I step into new beginnings,

new lessons,

new grace,

walking slower, trusting deeper,

held and carried

by the God who goes before me.

💗