One Word 2011: Know | Year-end Wrap-up

In 2011, I started a new tradition, joining hundreds of others — instead of a New Years’ resolution, or a dozen, none of which I remember after a day or two, I’ve focused on One Word.

Last January, I shared my One Word. It was “know” — to know God and myself more.

Since I tend to be a little ADOS (Attention Deficit…OH! Shiny!) — I can’t honestly say that I focused, but I did the best I could. It’s been an unusual year.

There were times though, that I’d slow down enough to consider “Know” — and I saw God.

He is above all. He is sovereign — which in reality means (to me) — I may THINK I have a vote in any given situation, but really, I don’t. And what I learned is that that is okay.

God is good. Always. Even when the situation breaks my heart, He is good and I can trust that.

Me? Oh. Well.

I used to know that I was a failure. Wasn’t cute. Wasn’t able. Wasn’t logical. Wasn’t much of anything.

Today? I know that I was designed to be Faye. I have a wit that is stupidly sarcastic and can carry tons of cheese in it. I love to make people realize that the circumstances really aren’t as heavy as they think they are — and sometimes that stupid sarcasm can jolt them to a place of seeing a different perspective.

I know now that God gave me a love of words. Many love music. It carries them to the threshold of Heaven. For me, it’s words. Whether reading or hearing, writing or speaking — the words mean so much to me.

I have learned that if I will just give up my will, my right to be the one in charge, God will take even my unpreparedness and use it to change someone else’s life.

Knowing gives a confidence that is beyond description. (Me? At a loss for words? No way!) Knowing that the way that I’m designed is of God’s plan and He’s got all that figured out ahead of time means that I can hear what He says and step forward in obedience. I can stop saying, “Really? Do you mean me? Me, God? Faye?”

Honestly, that in itself is a burden of astronomical proportions that has been lifted from my shoulders.

So… like Isaiah said, “Here I am, Lord. Send me.”

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