2019 is already starting out as a roller coaster of emotions. One of my girls from camp was missing but is now home, one of my friends got engaged, and another friend lost her battle with cancer.
My word of the year is going to have to be faith. But I’m continuing last year’s word of prayer. That one hasn’t let go yet.
One thing I learned today: I can listen to about 7 chapters of the Bible on the way to work. I listened to Mark 1-7 today, which means 8-14 tomorrow. Listening to the Bible counts as reading it, doesn’t it?
Alright, I’m exhausted. Have a good night and a great new year.