How many times does one start anew? Is this the time?
Is this the chance?
Do we get to rise today in ways we haven’t before?
Might we become more honest and more hopeful?
Might we let the tears fall this year?
Could our smiles reach into our souls and bring about new life?
I have been called to beauty.
Has someone called you to the same?
Will we say yes?
This year, will you be beautiful with me?
Will you stay the big brave beautiful your bold self has already been?
Less of quitting and more of resilience.
Less of cowering and more of courage.
Less of perfect and more of passionate.
Less of lies and more of truth.
Less of the fallen and more of the forgiven.
Less of hate and more of love.
Less of hell and more of heaven.
We didn’t get it all right in 2013, but we didn’t get it all wrong. We never do.
Walk the road, past the easy words to the ones that barely can be spoken.
Walk the road, further than you have before.
Stay in the story longer,
and love a little stronger.
I promised to, to people online, to those in person, and today to the person within.
This is the start.
So is every breath.
So it is for you.
Join me, to 2014, for the hope we chase, the hope we breathe, the broken along the away, and the beauty we are called to.
Stay present for the pain,
stay steadfast in the sorrow,
stay real in the raw,
stay you in the yearning,
stay earnest in the eucharisteo,
stay grateful in the good,
stay honest in the hope.
Be beautiful with me this year.
for all that you enjoy and for that which you endure, know I am cheering for you.