My word for this year is FLOURISH. If you’d seen my last seven months, you would not have picked this one out for me. ((Ok to have an honest conversation with some worship women??)) Life came at us pretty hard this year. Parts of it I handled with grace but most of it struck me at the knees and was determined to take me out. I’ve battled with crushing depression for most of the last year and now as I’m beginning to climb out and claim victory over it all, I’m seeing that sometimes things have to be buried deep in order for them to properly grow.
Isaiah 43:19 “See I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”
Even when I couldn’t see it, He was preparing those deep places in me to have a time of winter so that now they could fight their way back through the spring soil and burst into life for a new season, for new purposes. To flourish.
I’m claiming all the things for this new year and every day watching God turn ‘nothing beautiful can come from this’ into ‘something beautiful is coming indeed’.
Tara is Greg's girl, mom to two sons of thunder, a hunger fighter, big dreamer and worship pastor at seacoast church.