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My One Word for 2019

by Lois Flowers January 8, 2019
by Lois Flowers

We’re all in the process of becoming who we are. 

I’m not sure if this is a direct quote or where it originated. But since I first heard it, the thought has left a deep imprint on my heart.

In recent years, I’ve been a close-up spectator (and sometime-supporting actor) as my parents have lived out the drama called the aging process. I’ve observed how they have reacted, adjusted, grown and struggled through some monumental challenges.

I’ve seen qualities I never realized they possessed shine forth like the midday sun, and I’ve seen other traits that I’ve known about all along present themselves in new and perplexing ways. It’s been an unforgettable journey, to say the least.

Through it all, I have come to care deeply about the kind of person I am becoming, the kind of person I will be when I’m old. It’s not about legacy or what people will think of me as much as it is about the example I’m setting for my children now and the character traits I hope will be present in their lives when they are my age and older.

These are new trains of thought for me, though I suspect countless others been guided by them long before they occurred to me. Once I got on board, however, I’ve been all in.

Which leads me to the real topic of this blog post—my One Word for 2019. Before I introduce my new word for the year, I usually write about the previous year’s word—what it meant to me, how it helped me, what it might look like in my life going forward.

At some point, I’ll share with you how the word bold served as a sort of North Star for my life in some very powerful ways in 2018. It continues to do so, in fact, which might be why I haven’t been able to write that post yet.

As is my custom, I started contemplating a word for this year several months ago. At first, I wondered if I would even have one. How was I going to top bold? I asked myself.

Then a new word started filtering through my mind—always in the context of what I want to be like when I’m old. I kept hoping it would go away, but I secretly knew from the start that this was to be my One Word for 2019.

Humble.

Honestly, I feel a bit sheepish even writing it. As words of the year go, it’s not very flashy or inspirational. But I’ve seen God use past words in my life in some pretty remarkable ways, so I’m OK with that.

To me, a humble person is someone who is not proud. That might seem obvious, but pride manifests itself in many ways, some more subtle than others. And the opposite of every one is colored by humility.

A humble person has her opinions and holds firmly to her most important convictions, but she doesn’t stubbornly insist that she is always right. She doesn’t think herself better than others. She doesn’t hold grudges. She doesn’t have an insatiable need to defend herself and her ideas. She doesn’t have to have the last word.

She doesn’t put her comfort level, her routine or her preferences ahead of anyone else’s. She understands that she can’t do life alone, and she is willing to acknowledge and accept that God’s plans for her might look nothing like her own plans.

I could go on, but I think you get the point. And you probably also see why I was hoping this word would just go away. None of this comes naturally to me—if you want proof, just ask my husband and daughters.

The Bible has a lot to say about humility, but the passage that most often comes to my mind is Philippians 2:3-4: “Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.”

Others above self. That’s a tall order, for sure.

I’m not gonna lie—I’m a bit apprehensive about selecting humble as my word for 2019. But I was nervous about choosing bold last year and fierce the year before that, and both words have been pivotal as I continue the process of becoming who I am.

I have no idea how this is all going to play out. This time next year, however, I have a feeling I just might be saying the same thing about humble.

♥ Lois

By the way, I know I’m a little late to the party, but if you’ve chosen a word for 2019, I’d love to know what it is (and maybe even why you chose it).

Others above self. That’s a tall order, for sure. Share on X A humble person doesn’t put her comfort level, her routine or her preferences ahead of anyone else’s. Share on X

P.S. I’m linking up this week with Purposeful Faith, #TellHisStory, Let’s Have Coffee, Faith on Fire, Faith ‘n Friends and Grace & Truth.

January 8, 2019 22 comments
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If You Need Hope This Christmas

by Lois Flowers December 18, 2018
by Lois Flowers

This Christmas season, I’ve felt the thrill of hope in a very real way.

There’s a surge of something—I can’t quite describe it—that goes through me when I get a bit of good news or when the fog clears and the way ahead becomes more obvious. It’s not just emotional or mental; there’s almost a physical sensation attached to it.

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December 18, 2018 12 comments
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What I Learned This Fall

by Lois Flowers December 4, 2018
by Lois Flowers

Life is happening, prompting me to take an unscheduled break from blogging these last few weeks. There’s a lot crowding my mind and my schedule right now, so rather than stress about when I was going to squeeze in time to write, I just let it go.

I’m in full-on, do-the-next-thing mode, on multiple fronts. I have no endings to share—happy or otherwise; the stories are still being written. I’m waiting, watching, helping, trusting and praying—always praying, especially in the middle of the night.

Thanks to my daughters’ holiday spirit and a November blizzard that kept us homebound a few Sunday afternoons ago, my whole house is decorated for Christmas. Before I wave goodbye to fall once and for all, however, I’m going to ease back into blogging by jotting down a few realizations from the season just past.

• I love fall, but fall is hard for me.

Fall is when I start to sleep better. Fall is when everything gets cozy and nesting begins in earnest. Fall is when the Holy Spirit slips my new OneWord for the coming year into my mind (more on that in the coming weeks).

But fall also tends to be exhausting, discouraging and depleting for me, though I can’t fully explain why. And when I’m in the middle of this, it helps me to remember: I’ve been here before. This too shall pass.

• I don’t handle stress as well as I thought.

I’m trying to do better, and I’m grateful for the grace my family extends to me when I’m frayed and frazzled. When my girls are grown, though, I hope they are more inclined to remember the times I apologized after overreacting rather than the overreactions themselves.

• When you have every reason to believe the upcoming season is going to be easy (or at least easier than it was last year), don’t hold on to that expectation too tightly.

If we were seated across the table from one another at a comfy coffee shop, I’d explain how this has played out in my life recently. But I have a feeling you might understand what I mean, even without further elaboration.

• Help is my new love language.

For me, love languages are all tied up in the understanding that someone is thinking of me—enough to call, to text, to send a card, to buy me something her or she knows I would love, and now, to offer to help.

This help thing is something I’m just realizing about myself as I’ve been juggling the balls of caring for my family, supporting my dad and trying to see my mom when my dad can’t. Even if my only answer is, “Please pray,” when a friend inquires about how she can help, a piece of my burden rises off my heart and drifts away knowing she cared enough to ask.

• Snow on fall foliage is beautiful.

I didn’t take any pictures of our rather unusual mid-November weather because I simply wanted to enjoy it while it was happening. But red, orange and yellow leaves peeking out from under a blanket of white is truly something to behold.

• I miss blogging when I skip a week or three.

It’s true, dear readers. I have missed writing and interacting with you here. This realization has been a blessing, because there have been times this year when I’ve wondered if I still had the desire and/or the gumption to continue blogging.

Turns out, I do. I haven’t been writing much lately, but I have been thinking—a lot. And I’m very much looking forward to fleshing some of those thoughts out and sharing them with you soon.

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That’s my list. What did you learn this fall?

♥ Lois

When my children are grown, I hope they are more inclined to remember the times I apologized after overreacting rather than the overreactions themselves. Share on X

P.S. I’m linking up this week with Emily Freeman, Let’s Have Coffee, #TellHisStory, Faith on Fire, Faith ‘n Friends and Grace & Truth.

Photo by Molly Flowers
December 4, 2018 20 comments
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One Thing We Can Know For Sure Today

by Lois Flowers November 6, 2018
by Lois Flowers

When my girls were small, we used to listen to a CD of Bible verses put to music. One of my favorites was based on Psalm 56:4-5a—“When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise.”

The point of these songs, of course, is to give children a fun way to memorize scripture. But the added benefit for me, as the parent, was that I learned the verses too. Quite well, apparently, as I still sing the verse from Psalm 56 in my head when the cares and stresses of life start making it hard for me to breathe.

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November 6, 2018 18 comments
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Fall Beauty (Plus a Giveaway)

by Lois Flowers October 30, 2018
by Lois Flowers

Right now, my days are full of the usual and the unexpected. And as I drive down tree-lined streets on the way the next task on my list—or the next thing I didn’t plan to be doing today—the brilliant reds, yellows and oranges of the fall foliage are bringing joy to my spirit.

It’s true. Leaves make me happy.

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October 30, 2018 18 comments
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Remembering Eugene Peterson

by Lois Flowers October 23, 2018
by Lois Flowers

Like so many others, my heart has been touched as I’ve read accounts of Eugene Peterson’s last days, final words and spiritual influence.

I appreciate his contributions to Christendom, of course—the 85-year-old retired pastor was the bestselling author of The Message Bible and A Long Obedience in the Same Direction, among many other notable titles.

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October 23, 2018 18 comments
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