“Either through your blog or journal, please log this year with great detail. We [are] going to be able to look back on 2016 as the start of it all.”
That was a text from Jon this morning.
Of it all.
All of what? Just, what are we getting ourselves into? We have no idea, and that’s exciting. All these ideas have been floating around, but that’s all they’ve ever done. Until now. Caught somewhere between trepidation and perfectionism, we left no room for the Spirit to work. Simultaneously fearful of rejection and unbridled success.
Oh well. Here goes nothing.