Last year, I began praying in November or December for God to give me a word for the upcoming year. The one He gave me was "Victory." Believe me, there were moments during 2005 when I thought I must have heard wrong. Victory didn’t look or feel the way I thought it should. But since my victory is in Christ, I reach the end of the year knowing it was a victorious one after all. He has instructed, comforted, strengthened, and restored me. He has given me new friendships and grown the ones I already had. He has deepened my roots in my local church body.
Victory is, indeed, mine.
So it’s December again, and I’m asking God to give me a word for 2007. My church is currently embarked on a study of the book of Luke, and the teaching is falling under the umbrella slogan: "Believing for the advent-ure. Living a life of daring faith between Jesus’ first and second coming." That’s the sort of year I’m looking forward to. One of daring faith. An adventure.
Maybe the word God gives me will have something to do with that.