So whether I am tailgating or walking into a season marked with pain and things that seem unfair, I am learning that Jesus is my way through both. He is the only way I can hold all as a gift because the real gift, the true blessing is Jesus himself and that is SO good.

In a time usually filled with new resolutions and words for the year, is it just me, or has the 2020 PTSD caused you to take pause about penning those new years goals? I currently wade between hopeful expectancy of a fresh start, and pessimistic apathy because the world has gone crazy so who has time for goals right now?