It’s been a few days. Before Christmas, I had no intention of taking these last two weeks off from blogging. Life happened, as it always does, and in an effort to not be forced or frantic, I opted to relax, breathe, and let my mind rest.

We celebrated Christmas with our boys. The next morning we loaded up and headed out for Florida which produced the longest 2-day drive ever. No exaggeration, what should have taken 14 hours of driving, took us closer to 21 hours (well 36 hours including a night in a hotel). Longest drive EVER!

Grateful for some time away, we spent a great week with our family in Florida soaking up all the beautiful sunshine and warm weather.

Our trip home was a miracle. We left New Years Day, and had almost no traffic, and managed to drive all 14 hours home with everyone, including all three kids relatively happy and content.

Unfortunately though, upon returning we had some tough stuff to deal with. While we were gone, it became abundantly clear that our dear 13-year-old Pomeranian’s health was declining. We knew this day was coming, but even still, facing it was like a punch to the gut. On Friday, January 4 we made what I consider to be the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make as an adult, and give our precious dog a chance to finally be at peace. This decision immensely changed the course of our weekend and we are still grieving the loss of our little friend.

Life doesn’t stop for our broken hearts, and Saturday we woke up to celebrate our youngest son‘s second birthday. Cue the waterworks again, because how on earth is my baby two years old? Time moves in ways I simply can’t explain, and the joy of celebrating our sweet little Q-bug, helped dull the pain.

At this point, we were mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted. Celebrating the last day of break, we spent the day at home, just taking in the joy of being together.

In the midst of everything, I kept thinking about all the plan I had set for 2019. I was going to read through the Bible this year. I was going to get a better routine for myself, this site, and my family. I was going to work out more consistently. I was going to give myself at least 20 minutes each day doing something I loved. Day 6 of the new year, brought none of that though. Instead, I had cried more tears than I thought possible, consoling my grief with copious amounts of sugar, celebrated with more sugar, and created a lovely indentation in my chair from hours spent sitting.

Six days. Six. 144 hours. 1% of the year had passed and I was convinced that there was no point in even bothering to try to achieve all the goals I had planned. Six days. That’s all it took for the enemy to whisper lies to me, to draw me away from God himself called me too.

Thankfully though, our Father never leaves us. Even in our distance, He is always there and waiting to welcome us home.

So yesterday, January 7, became my January 1. Yesterday, I picked up my Bible in earnest and started Day 1 of the reading plan I’m doing. I signed up for a StepBet, to make myself move every day. I planned our family’s meals and stuck to my plan. I even got a little reading in on a new book. It felt great. Just as good as it would have felt on January 1.

“The faithful love of the LORD never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning.” Lamentations 3:22-23

We are promised His love and mercy each morning. No matter the circumstances of yesterday, or the past week, past month, or even years. No matter how far off the path you’ve strayed, you can not wreck God’s plan for your life.

Today is a new day. Tomorrow is a new day.

delaying the startI know how easily the defeatest mindset can creep into our thoughts. I’ve felt it first hand, on things that I hadn’t even started. So friend, whether you started on January 1 and find yourself stumbling, or you found yourself frozen, unable to take even one step forward because the enemy told you failure was the only outcome, know that you’re not alone. Know that there’s nothing “wrong” with you. We all stumble. We all trip up, get behind, or straight-up fall down. No matter where you find yourself, today is a new day.

I’m moving forward as though today were day 2 of the new year. Will you join me?


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