This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.
I’ve trained myself to repeat this psalm upon waking almost every day of my adult life. But I cannot lie. During 2018, it became more and more difficult to recite. Up until the end, it was series of twists and turns. Some days upon waking, I would ask myself “What NOW, God?”
I’ve made a vow to make 2019 a year of restoration. I usually begin each year with a phrase or series of words, but this year there is only one word that resonates most with me. RESTORE.
One of the bright spots in my year, was diving into the year of “happy” planning. If I told people exactly how many planners I own at this date, they would be shocked. But it has become my place of peace. Each one holds a purpose. In the days of printed photographs, I used to be a scrapbooker. Once a week (Monday evenings), I would meet up with friends and create scrapbook pages. That was over 10 years ago.
Rejuvenating this routine through scrapbooking has become therapeutic. Yes, I still add everything to my Google calendar. But the act of “writing it down and making it happen” is tangible. And the process of creating beautiful pages of stickers and coordinated colors makes my 7th grade Trapper Keeper inner child smile.
More than anything, it has allowed me to look forward to 2019. To planning the future…happily.