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One Word 365: Up





 For the past few years, I've been aware of a movement of sorts to choose one word to symbolize what you'd like to focus on in the coming year. The One Word website says it should be "One word that sums up who you want to be or how you want to live. One word that you can focus on every day, all year long."

I have chosen Up as my word for 2013. Most importantly, the word means I plan on looking Up to God for guidance, love, and approval. I won't rely on what others think, I won't look around and compare myself to others, I will look Up to strive to be the wonderfully made person God created me to be.

I'm also thinking of Up as symbolizing forward motion - to take action in my life, to leave bad habits behind, to move up out of the pit that I often find myself in emotionally. I want to get moving in 2013. I haven't figured everything out yet but I have figured out that any kind of motion is a good thing because expecting things to change from the comfort of my couch has not worked for me so far.

I cannot describe the excitement that I'm feeling about this challenge. I am so ready to start making changes - in my relationship with God, with others, and with my environment. For the first time in a long time, I am excited about the days ahead of me and that is the most wonderful feeling. I am so glad that I finally realized that I cannot do this by myself and that my days are so much better when I rely on a God who has all the answers and has already figured it all out for me. The answer to so many things is as simple as looking Up and I'm going to strive to do that every day of 2013.

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  1. Great word for 2013. My word is epiphany. I'm excited to see God revealed in new and exciting ways in the coming year!

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