I have a new word!
Just yesterday I was talking to a very dear friend of mine and I asked him what his word was. He answered "Believe." Which is, of course, as mentioned here, my original word. I let him have it, both because he played the "I'm older than you," card and because, I'm starting to learn that our words can change, and for that matter should change, just as the seasons of our life. Doorway will of course always be my "thing." And I love the word " doorwa y" and all it represents, but but it never quite sat with me that my word...... was a noun. You would think after getting the word "Enough" tattooed on my wrist that, in fact, would be my word for this season of my life, but it's not. "Enough" is the word I need to read every day, several hundred times a day as a reminder. But it's not, "My word." My word, is fearless. It seems virtually impossible, doesn't it? To live without fear...