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New Year Embrace. My Goals.


My plan for the new year?

Embrace it!

Embrace The Word.  Embrace the good.  Embrace the bad.  Embrace the suck.  Embrace victory.  Embrace defeat.  Embrace failure and fear.  Embrace the risk.

Spiritual:  I am going to be like a tree planted by streams of living water, yielding fruit in season and whose leaves will not wither and whatever I do will prosper!  As His Word states in Psalm 1, I need to meditate on His Word day and night.  Read and reflect.  Meditate on.  Embrace.  

Blessed is the one who does not walk in step with the wicked or stand in the way that sinners take or sit in the company of mockers,but whose delight is in the law of the Lordand who meditates on his law day and night.  That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in seasonand whose leaf does not wither—whatever they do prospers. Not so the wicked!  They are like chaff that the wind blows away.  Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.

Family: My family will have full confidence in me. My family knows they are treasured, loved unconditionally and fully supported.
A wife of noble character who can find?
    She is worth far more than rubies.

Her husband has full confidence in her and lacks nothing of value.
 
She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life.
 
She selects wool and flax and works with eager hands.
 
She is like the merchant ships, bringing her food from afar.
 
She gets up while it is still night; she provides food for her family and portions for her female servants.
 
She considers a field and buys it; out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
 
She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks.
 
She sees that her trading is profitable, and her lamp does not go out at night.
 
In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
 
She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.
 
When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
 
She makes coverings for her bed; she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
 
Her husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.

She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies the merchants with sashes.
 
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.
 
She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
 
She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness.
 
Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her:
 
“Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.”
 
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
 
Honor her for all that her hands have done, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate. Prov. 31

Personally and Professionally:  I invest an hour each day investing in growing, writing, reading and learning.  I face, analyze and deal with any out of control behaviors.  I intentionally plan each day.  

Physically:  I have increased energy, strength, balance, flexibility and stamina.  Ready to face each day with what God has for me!

Financially: I am self-disciplined, self-controlled and mindful of making every dollar count.





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