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2013 Brick By Brick


As you well know, I like goals!  I like to write out pages of goals before the new year begins.  

The process is important to me as it allows me to put the steps to my dreams.  Boy do I have dreams.  

However, it is not easy for this wild and free spirited bird to keep the blinders on and take the mundane boring step by boring step.  

Focus is not a strength or a weakness but a discipline, I have decided.  

While focus is not easy for me, I am fiercely determined and driven to move forward.  High energy one day and a little groggy the next.  I've learned to build on my strengths and use them to overcome challenges.

My main strength is the ability to see the strengths and gifts in others.  Using this, I'm excited to be meeting weekly with a group of women for the sole purpose of holding each other accountable, celebrate with and support the individual dreams placed within us.
 
So...one goal is to have read Proverbs and James every day in 2013.  In addition, I want to read Romans daily, study it deeply and memorize Romans 8 by 12/31/2013.  Self-accountability that fits my colorful ways is to note the date beside each chapter as I read them.

I would love to know if you are working toward specific goals right now in your life so we can walk together on this crazy adventure called life!

What does the Bible say about being better to walk with someone so that if we fall, we can help each other up?

  


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