You Are Enough.
It’s that time of year again, when the crisp winter breeze carries in fresh possibilities. The new calendar opens wide with opportunity, beckoning change. I snuggle on the couch, expectant, with my journal and a mug filled with dark, fragrant coffee. It’s one of my favorite traditions of the year and I’m eager to pen my ambitions for the upcoming 365 days, ready to be caffeinated with optimistic aspirations.
But this year, instead of new hope, I’m face-to-face with my own critical voice, sneering reminders of past failure. I replay all the marks missed in 2014—pounds gained that should have been lost, dollars spent that should have been saved, wrinkled index cards scribbled with Scripture but never memorized. My resolutioning becomes a discouraging swirl of frustration—a toxic distraction from the overflow of blessings brimming in 2014.
How are you feeling as you step in to a new year, sweet friend? Has your list become bondages of shame, rather than launch points for success?
I vote we forget the list this year. Instead, my prayer is that we would focus on the Word.
Scripture. It’s the only real hope I have in dark, self-critical moments like these.
What does He say about my broken resolutions of 2014?
Lamentations 3:19-24. 2 Corinthians 12:9-10. I’m proud of you, darling. It is in your weaknesses, that I am made strong. Remember, you have never broken a promise I am not capable of forgiving— my mercies are new each morning, glittering with my deep love for you.
How will He use the next 12 months?
Jeremiah 29:11. Matthew 6:25-34. Dear one, let’s take it one step at a time, together. Let me prove to you I’ve got it all figured out. Give me your stress and worry, and let me show you abundant life.
What character is God’s Word reminding me to cultivate this year?
Colossians 2:2-3. John 13:15. Keep your eyes locked on Me, that’s all it takes. I love walking with you as you learn to become the woman I created you to be—a beautiful reflection of my love to the world.
I’m a huge fan of setting goals, dreaming big, reaching for the stars. But I’m learning there is a fine line between healthy aspirations and shame-ridden obligations. Too often I bury my nose in meticulously penned checklists, allowing my “less thans” to cage me. “Just a little bit better” bites me in the heels, pushing me forward on the hamster wheel of “never enough.”
I don’t think that’s what God had in mind when he gave us this gift of a sparkly new year. Do you?
In the early days of 2015, I don’t think God is asking us to “be better” or “get it together.” No, He whispering to each of us—like He does every morning—the sweet invitation to a life lived abundantly. (John 10:10) Abundant life with Christ is one free from shame and fear, brimming with purpose, joy, and gratitude. No cages.
I’m not sure where your heart is today, friend, but I want to show you what’s going on in mine with the sincere prayer that it may encourage you.
I’ve accepted His invitation before—confessed with my mouth, believe with my whole heart (Romans 10:9.) I love journeying through life with a Savior who knows me. Still, too many mornings, I breeze right past His soothing whispers, His daily invitations…
2 Corinthians 5:21. Dear One, you are enough. When I look at you I see beauty and righteousness because my Spirit dwells in you. You are unequivocally enough. Look at the sunshine! I made this day for you. Come on, My Love, we are going to have a blast loving people today!
But the world is louder. Most mornings I pick up my list of never-ending resolutions and climb mindlessly back into the cage with the hamster wheel. More. Better. Prettier. Nicer. Smarter…
I’m exhausted. Are you?
Instead of a list, this year I’ve chosen a word—one small word, pregnant with Scripture to define 2015.
I believe it’s the key out of the cage, the secret to stifling the shame. Philippians 4:4-7. Rejoicing is the seed of a harvest of joy, blooms of peace. Thanksgiving opens our eyes wide to His abundance.
Less toiling for earthly success—appearance, possessions, bullet points for my LinkedIn account. More thanksgiving, more practice imitating the character of a Carpenter.
The Carpenter who gave thanks on the day of His murder. (Luke 22:19) Who’s Father painted the sunrise and invites us to rejoice in it! (Psalm 118:24)
In 2015, I still hope to improve and grow, but I hope to do it with my eyes gratefully locked on His grace and provision.
Sister, if you are the one these words were meant for, know that your hurting heart is not alone. I’m here, too—worried as we face another year of resolutions, that I may never be enough. From one sister to another, let me tell you some words I heard from a Dear Friend earlier this week: You are unequivocally enough.
With gratitude as our vehicle, let’s drive far, far away from the slavery of “never enough.” Let’s relish in the confetti-like blessings tossed from heaven just for our celebration—fresh blooms, green lights on late mornings, baby giggles, dark chocolate.
Here’s to a life lived wide-awake to His loving voice and blessings.
Cheers to 2015!
I’m grateful for you, friend.