I usually go by the Lunar Calendar, but most people prefer the Gregorian one

2018 was a relatively good year for me. I'm not one to be festive about things, but it's one of the few "holidays" that everyone can relate to. I almost don't believe this year came and went, despite it being very eventful.

In many ways, for me, it has ended on a cliffhanger with no concrete ending. A great number of things finally came into fruition, while a select few returned to the earth in hopes of being reborn in a metaphorical Spring.

Earlier this year I proclaimed it would be a Year of Harvest, and while I am not one to be festive I do pray for the new year. I pray for a future for things that have happened, I pray for things that are happening, and pray in advent for what may happen.

I can say with certainty that I am uncertain of what is to come. Most major things spoken into my life came into fruition this year, and if that's true there's only one thing to do with this abundance.

If 2018 was the Year of the Harvest, then 2019 must be the Year of Stewardship.