We’re reaching the end of January, and you know what? I feel it. This year is going to be it.
Here’s a recap of Janelle’s (that’s me) life:
Five years ago I married my best friend. Evan is my favorite person on this earth, and being a total dork with him beats doing anything else most days. We married at 20, and three months after that, found out I was pregnant with Liam. A few months before Liam’s first birthday, I had an ectopic pregnancy resulting in surgery to remove one of my fallopian tubes. By God’s goodness, I got pregnant only a month later with Asa. And then eight months into Asa’s life, found out I was pregnant with Finn, our now deliciously chunky and joyful 9 month old. So much joy and glory in five years.
I came into this year wanting to be better. Better for a God who puts no limits on me, even when I put them on myself. I can’t believe that I’m 25 with three kids either, you guys, and I sure as heck was afraid I’d be stuck in a pregnancy, child-bearing, SO MANY SMALL CHILDREN funk forever. But I’m here to tell you I’m not. Sort of.
Look, real talk. I’m going to be a mom for the rest of my life, but I’m also not going to live forever on this planet. If you haven’t caught on this past week, I am changing trajectory a little bit. I remember my aunt telling me once that you gotta shoot for the moon and if you miss, you still land among the stars. My trajectory used to be wherever I could see, whatever seemed close, whatever seemed attainable. But I want to change that. I want to believe that God really can do anything, really can do the impossible.
Next week I’ll talk more about details, what I want to aim for exactly, and how I want to use these God-given talents for every bit of His glory. Til then, I want to nestle deeper into His whispers for me:
He can do anything! He is a creator, a builder of bridges, and no gap is too wide!
The moon is so incredibly far. But I’m shooting for it anyways.