It's the last day of 2012. I know some bloggers are doing a little recap of their year in pictures, but I'm going to use just words today.
I'm glad to see this year end. When I think back over these last twelve months I have to dig deep for the happy pieces. Life is rarely an all or nothing proposition, so of course there have been hours and days and weeks filled with happy moments. I think back and I remember...a big trip, a graduation, birthdays, reunions...memories made and cherished. These memories and moments bring a smile to my heart, but it's a smile that's not quite whole. Everything in our world this year has been painted over with a watercolor sadness we could not escape. It's been a year filled with grieving, of knitting our family together when something precious is missing.
There is no way to go but through.
Around or over are always easier.
I've learned a lot this year.
I've hurt a lot this year.
I've loved a lot this year.
God is so good. How often do we toss that little phrase out there without really thinking about the height and depth and breadth of what it means? In this year we're bidding adieu I've thought about it. So many of the verses I learned as a child were made real to me in 2012.
He is near to the broken hearted.
He is our refuge and our strength, an ever present help in times of trouble.
His peace is not like the peace the world gives.
Nothing can separate us from His love.
Daughter1 and I recently had a conversation about how it will feel when the calendar turns at the stroke of midnight. We know its not a magic cure-all for whatever hard things we faced the day before, but there is something about a new year that brings a renewed sense of hope to a weary heart.
Our hearts are weary.
But they are full of hope.
'Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning. Great is Your faithfulness.' Lamentations 3:22-23