Have you ever heard someone state their “word” for the year? “This is my year of AWESOME,” or, “This is my year of ZEN,” or something along those lines? I always kinda scoffed at that – thinking, what kind of goal setting mantra is that? One word? How does that work? Make some real goals… have some deadlines… get ‘er done.
Well, the Lord put me in my place because I’ve been reading the posts of a blogger I like who was totally transformed by her “year of REST.” She talked all year long about how much her year of rest was changing her life. It secretly made me want a word… but then again, I wanted to stick to my guns about thinking a word was lame. So, I ignored the urge for a word. I sat down at the end of December to do a final evaluation of my 2016 goals and to make goals for 2017 in the 7 categories I like to make goals in.
And as I started writing out goals, a word came to mind… focus.
Year of focus.
So, here we are. I have a word.
And instead of my typical 7 categories of life, specific and measurable goals post, I’m going to write about my word.
2017, my year of focus.
For the past several months after having Elliot, I’ve felt all over the place.
Up and down emotionally, up and down with blogging.
A hard time keeping up with friends.
Distracted with my kids.
In a way, I’ve been doing fine. But in a way, life has felt like survival mode for longer than I’d like.
I kept thinking, the fog would lift after my newborn wasn’t a newborn anymore. But I blinked, and he was 7 months old!
It’s not like we’ve been drowning… more of a subtle survival mode.
Barely managing to make it to appointments on time.
Not remembering birthdays until the day after.
Several trips every week to the store because I couldn’t for the life of me make an accurate grocery list.
The gym? Forget about it. Quit that.
Quitting the gym meant less energy, more caffeine, more crappy food, ya know.
Sleeping later and later.
Not remembering when the baby ate or when I last gave him ibuprofen.
The little things.
I would joke about losing my marbles.
But it seriously felt like that.
So, when I sat down to write goals out, I kind of didn’t know where to start.
Do not go crazy seemed like a good goal.
Granted, not very specific, or measurable.
But as I looked over all the categories – spiritual, physical, intellectual, financial, career, family, social – the word FOCUS would not leave my mind.
That’s what I need.
Focus in all areas.
I mulled over the word focus for a few weeks and tons of ideas kept coming to mind… no TV, more reading, less distractions, less social media, getting back to scripture memory, establishing new rhythms and routines and sticking to them.
This focus thing was starting to sound pretty good.
And so, I’m going to eat my words and declare 2017 my year of FOCUS.
What does that look like?
Detailed post coming tomorrow. (It’s HERE.)
Do you have goals this year? Perhaps, a word?
Tell us in the comments below – I love reading what you write!
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