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New Year, New What?

January 1st, 2018

As everyone went to celebrate the New Year last night I took some cold medicine and went to bed around 11 because I was exhausted. I got up this morning and wondered is today different from any other day?

Then I realized that we spend so much time at the end of the year looking back at how our year has changed that I feel we miss the things that we can look ahead to. I have had a whirlwind of a past few weeks since I came home for break and to be honest some of it still doesn't seem real.

I came home from finals and was so ready to crash and relax but that was put on hold by a pharmacy school interview that I was not prepared for in the slightest but who the heck knows right? (The Lord knows).

He was working on my heart as I went down to The Ohio State University for this interview and what he was going to do. The more I learned about the university the more I fell in love and realized that this is where I wanted to go if I got in. Much to my surprise TWO DAYS later I got a phone call that I got in. I was in awe. The Lord's provision continued. How I don't exactly know or understand but that is okay.

While I have decided that this year is going to be a big year of A LOT of change for me this year is THE LORD'S year. He ended 2017 showing me the way and He is starting 2018 continuing to do so. I don't know where I am going to go honestly.

This is year is not about what can I do for me but what can the Lord do in me. These resolutions are not lists that will end up in the trash but a renewed walk with Jesus that will restore my soul.

In this New Year what is going to be new in you?

xoxo,
Em

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