If there’s one month I dislike every year, it’s January. Hands down. And it’s the only month I don’t enjoy.
Every year I hope it won’t be dreadful, and every year of my adult life, it’s been a struggle. I’m sure it’s a combination of post-holiday blues, being in the thick of a Minnesota winter, and needing to look outward when I’m struggling inward. And that last one? That’s the catch. That’s where I now know the dread finds its roots.
I’m currently sitting down with my new 2017 calendar, dreaming of what I hope and pray this year will bring, and I can’t help but look at my heart. Really, this ‘January dread’ is discontentment. And after all, isn’t the heart exactly where discontentment resides? It’s a heart issue that needs addressing. And I’m tired of being selfish.
This year, I’m doing all I can to fight off the January dread. I’m opening my home for a new women’s Bible study that I pray is a space for unity and new friendships. We’ve adjusted our budget to give more to local community needs (giving always brings selflessness). I’m taking my child out for library story time each week and scheduling more play dates for him than usual. I’m digging into passions and new dreams that will encourage others.
I’m trying my hardest to focus less on me and more on what opportunities I have each day to share God’s love.
“God is most glorified in us when we are most enjoying Him – and giving others the joy of Him.” -Ann Voskamp