Before my 33rd birthday this year I declared it would be my Jesus year.
I saw it on the internet and thought it sounded pretty cool. A year to focus on my ministry, a year to focus on others and not myself, a year of growth and improvement to get me ready for whatever God wanted me to do next. It sounded good. Definitely didn’t end up happening that way.
30 days after my birthday I found out I was pregnant.
Wasn’t expecting that to happen. Then I was pretty sick, October, November and the beginning of December. First quarter of my Jesus year I spent it asleep. Not good.
I was disappointed because I had a totally different outlook on what 33 would look like. I picked up some bad habits because when you don’t feel good it’s hard to feed your body or mind good stuff.
2nd quarter has started and I am picking up steam. Teaching a Sunday school class on being patient and waiting well. I know tons about that. I’m trying to get back on my blogging schedule. I blocked social media on my phone so less distractions.
What I love most about Jesus is that he gives second chances. He wants to see us improve and will wait for us to do so.