Last week, I sent my people a little email that resonated big time.
First of all, if you’re asking yourself, “Why didn’t I get an email?”, it’s because you haven’t told me where to send one. So do that now. I’ll wait.
This email resonated so much with those who read it because it’s something we’re all dealing with in one way or another.
We’re exhausted, we’re uncertain, we’re doubting at every turn, and when we’re barely hanging on, someone looks at us with apologetic-puppy-eyes and says, “I don’t know how you do it.”
Well… neither did I. And when people would say that to me, sometimes I wanted to reply, “that makes two of us.” (Followed by a “ya moron” or some such sass…but I only smiled instead.)
I went on to share several examples of people telling me that phrase, and how I felt each time as a result.
The “how” behind the statement, however, was eventually revealed to me in the simplest of ways.
How did I do it?
I made a choice.
I made a choice to get up every day after our daughter died.
I made a choice to work from home (and then launch two businesses, and have more ideas still on the table…).
I made a choice to homeschool our kids.
I made a choice to dive head-first into our #bighouseonalittleprairie lifestyle.
How do I do it? I make a choice.
Then I take one step, another, and another, until I have to make a different choice.
My word for the year is “victory”. Really, my word for the year is VICTORY. All caps. Bold. Plain as day. VICTORY.
I’ve spent too long questioning how I do things. Why I do them. Wondering if I should just quit instead.
I’ve spent too long being influenced by a seemingly innocent phrase of inquiry from others. If they didn’t know how I did it, maybe it wasn’t supposed to be done!
I’ve spent too long cowering in the shadows instead of resting in the shadow of His wings.
This year, every time I’ve felt beaten down, every time I’ve felt defeated, every time I’ve doubted or questioned or tried to nullify my progress, I’ve made a choice.
I close my eyes and I say, “VICTORY”.
Not my victory, but His.
Not my works, but His grace.
Not my efforts, but His strength.
This is a year of wins, friends.
This is the year I finally know “how” I do it.
This is the year we all understand how we do it.
This is the year choices are rooted in victory.