A Word for the Year

I’ve been dragging my feet on this post. While biding my time, I’ve read a few other New Year’s resolutions (Happy New Year, btw). The dismal truth is a lot of people make resolutions, but few carry them out. And I don’t want to be that person. You know, the one who makes great boasts with little results. I am aware of my grandiosity, and have taken baby steps toward sanity. But this is trying to swallow an elephant. Honestly, this scares me…..because I know me. And this will be hard…..like, really hard for me. I would almost rather not tell you at all, in case I fail. Then it will just be between God and me.

But…..hhhhaaaaaaaaaa (long, procrastinating sigh)….here goes….

My word for this year is discipline. You read that correctly, d-i-s-c-i-p-l-i-n-e. Just typing it sounds like a spanking. And that is the first hurdle, knowing what my word actually means. So, I looked it up:

1. Training to act in accordance with rules; drill: military discipline.
2. Activity, exercise, or a regimen that develops or improves a skill; training:
A daily stint at the typewriter is excellent discipline for a writer.

Verb (used with object), disciplined, disciplining.
1. To train by instruction and exercise; drill.
2. To bring to a state of order and obedience by training and control.
(Source: www.dictionary.com)

A-hem. Please note the example on noun #2. Writing discipline is part of my battle, but only part. My goal is much more basic. It started this fall as I was reading  this book by Elisabeth Elliot. She had a chapter on “discipline for the body”. She spoke very frankly, if not politically incorrect, about weight. She even used the word, “fat”. Shocking, I know. But I appreciate a lady who is willing to speak truth, even when it is socially unacceptable. She was talking about disciplining our bodies and made this jolting statement, “if you fail to discipline here, you fail everywhere”. Yikes!

That smacked me hard. She is responsible for my slow descent from the land of self-delusion and denial. And I am mostly happy about that. Mostly. Except when it means I can’t eat that cookie I wanted after my daily tumult with the kids over school work. My husband reminds me often that I am disciplining them too. Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Can I still have the cookie?

So. Here we are. Now you know. Discipline. A dirty, little, misunderstood word that packs a lot of power, and potential.

For me, this means I’ve started an exercise program. Specifically, P90 , for anyone looking for one. I tried P90x a couple of years ago, but I almost died. Kidding. Mostly. I began P90 in December, and did well…for a whole two weeks. Then, I quit for Christmas. I made buckeyes and all was lost. So, I started again yesterday. And that’s what the reality of discipline looks like. When you fail, you get back up, and begin again. I even drank a green smoothie yesterday. That is a major deal. I had to drink through a straw and not look down. But I drank it.

Seriously, we only get one body. Well, until we get our resurrected body, that is. But one body this side of heaven. And my body is tired and out of shape. This needs to change. It begins here, if I want to accomplish anything anywhere for God.

“Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God – this is your spiritual act of worship” (Romans 12:1).

Discipline is worship. You get two for one. That’s a pretty good deal. What’s your word for 2015? If there are other crazy people out there focused on discipline, I’d love to link up with you. We can lament about our losses over green smoothies. And rejoice in what we’re gaining –“the life that is truly life” (1 Timothy 6:19). Anyone interested in taking hold together? Discipline might be difficult but it doesn’t have to be lonely.

2 thoughts on “A Word for the Year

  1. Thanks for sharing this, Linda. So, we are kinda in this together! :) God bless you this year as you seek to appreciate in all things. Love, Robyn

  2. Interesting that you should choose this subject. My Community Group at church chose a book called “One Word that will change your life” by Jon Gordon. I was going to choose the word “discipline” but was led to choose “appreciate.” It is amazing how this has already affected me and my prayer is that it will last a year as intended. Let me tell you how much I appreciate you and your candid posts. Love, Linda

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