It was a brisk and sunny afternoon. On Sundays, Ray and I enjoy heading over to Las Colinas to walk around Lake Carolyn. We enjoy watching the Mallards and the White Pekin ducks paddle in the water, the many dogs and their owners sauntering on the trail around the lake, and the kids splashing (when it’s not so chilly) in the fountains. It’s a peaceful environment that lends well to conversations about the past, present, and future.
As the new year was quickly around the corner, Ray and I were talking about our word for 2021. The word that we felt God gave us for 2020 was vision. We had high hopes and dreams for 2020, as I’m sure most people did. We began the year filled with excitement and great anticipation with the plans we had carefully laid out. We were eager to learn how God would speak to us about this word given to us, although I would be amiss if I did not say I had my own preconceived notions about what I expected the year to be. Needless to say, the year definitely did not look as we thought. All of our plans were changed or were severely altered. However, God did give us vision. He was faithful. He continued to outline our steps. He provided for us financially. He protected us physically. He gave us little gifts of encouragement along the way. He stretched our faith and our trust. We learned valuable lessons, some harder than others. The vision He gave just looked different.
We had almost finished our walk and were heading to our car when a word popped into my mind: Hope. We both felt as if that would be our word for 2021. We are hopeful for what lies ahead and we are looking forward to how God speaks to us this year. We do have dreams and plans, but we are learning to loosely hold those plans in our hands knowing that our Creator is in control. Our hope and our confidence rests in Him.