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One Little Word 2014 Recap

For 2014 my word was JOY.
Along with joy was the verse "The joy of the Lord is my strength"
Throughout the year I learned a lot about joy.
It's not easy.
It's a choice to choose it.

But what I really learned is what that verse means.
It doesn't mean that I will suddenly have joy and then have strength, but God's joy, not mine, HIS will give me strength. And it has.

Choosing to be joyful is tough for me.
Sometimes I forget life doesn't have to be so serious.

Right before Christmas we received this little gift from our foster daughter

More & more I don't believe in coincidence, but in seeing God's hand in the little & big things.

Good bye 2014. 

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  1. How sweet. Did she know that was your word? If not, how cool is that?

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    1. No, she didn't know that. It's amazing to me how God works, reminds me of Him all around.

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