Today is about you, reader.
Do you have a word/verse/idea for this new year? What is it? And why?
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On December 22, 2024, in the quiet of the morning with my journal on my lap, my word for 2025 dropped into my spirit:
FRESHEN
What’s old can be made new. Dry bones can rise up and live again. The dead can walk.
For I will satisfy the weary soul, and every languishing soul I will replenish.
I’m excited for a cool-drink-of-water sort of year.
What about you?
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