The Word Weaver
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Deb Weaver
"My One Word: Purpose"
by The Word Weaver, Deb on January 16th, 2014

When will I learn?  Life is not about me. 
Each new year I choose one word to focus upon and to guide me. (Why One Word? Click here to find out.) 
. . . At least I used to think that I chose the word.  
In 2011, the word was RADIATE. 
It was the most difficult year of my life I found myself faced with frustrating health issues and immersed in grief. I was so deeply submerged in grief, regrets, and sadness, I barely survived, let alone emitted any light. 
That fall, I frequently sat out under the stars and sobbed.  Even through the streams of salty tears, I felt and saw the love of a majestic God.  He comforted me.  He sustained me.  He held me.  He reminded me of His Word.  His creation emanated His personal, faithful care.  What I discovered that year was that God’s love radiated to me. 

By 2012, I thought I was healed emotionally to the point of moving forward.  The new word was ADVANCE.  Sounds positive and victorious, doesn’t it?  
Instead, I experienced reoccurring, debilitating bouts of fear.  Often I ended up in a corner, cowering. 
Yet, little-by-little, day-by-day, clash-after-clash, His Truth advanced in me.  (<--Click to Tweet)
My faith muscles were strengthened.  Do I still face fear?  Yes.  But, as a result of that year, I’m better equipped to do battle with it. 
2012 came to a close amidst a month-long sinus infection.  I was too exhausted to consider a new word for 2013.  Then, without any thought or effort on my part, a word floated to the surface of my heart:  PURPOSE.  I thought, “Wow.  That’s a great word.  Yeah, I’ll choose that one.”
You’d think I’d learn, wouldn’t you? 
In the first book that I picked up in 2013, the first paragraph was about GOD’S PURPOSE.  It was at that moment, I remembered—again—that life is not all about me.  The word was not an accident.  It was not a coincidence.
God led me to the word.  He had His purpose that He wanted to reveal to me.  My job was to listen and pay attention. 

So that’s what I did last year.  I listened more than I planned.  I read a lot of inspirational books.   I journaled.  I prayed and pondered.  I even took a few risks (in writing—you may read about it here & here—& personally--here) as I watched and waited.
At an amazing blogger’s conference in October, Allume, key components clicked together.  David Walker (a worship leader) said something significant, “So much of our lives and selves goes unnamed.  We cannot confess nor own what we do not name.” 

A workshop speaker, Nasreen Fynewever, said something else that resonated with me.  She said that she’s “intensely interested in people and always asking how she can help.  In doing so she mobilizes others’ dreams.” 
Emily Freeman, spoke briefly and asked questions that she also poses in her book, A Million Little Ways*: “What makes you come alive?  What’s most alive within you that you can offer someone else?” 
I didn’t know the answers at the time.

Then on Sunday afternoon, I walked down to a local restaurant. As I approached the stoplight, there were three older women standing there.  I noticed one’s perfume and started a conversation with them.  We chatted and delighted together in the moment before the light changed.  Then I went into the restaurant and connected with the waitress. 
On my way back to the hotel, thinking about and relishing those interactions, I realized that what makes me come alive . . . is to love. 

Because that has been true of me but has been demonstrated in so many different ways, I didn’t recognize that it was a true purpose of mine.  In fact, so much of my life has seemed scattershot.  I’d see others who seemed to have a very definite, focused purpose and I’d long for it.  
I’m now fifty, and I’m finally getting this fundamental part of myself:  my life’s acts will be varied because God has called me to love everywhere—just as He does.  

As a result of this realization, I’m naming and owning it.  

My LIFE PURPOSES (what I hope to BE):
  • To be a gentle, beautiful woman of God who quietly yields my will and life to His plan and purposes.
  • To be a Spirit-filled Christian available to be used by God, for His glory in the lives of those within my personal sphere of influence.
It is my prayer that I would live out His purposes for this life because, simply put, life is not about me!
End notes: 
I’ll be writing soon about My One Word for this year and some LIFE GOALS/DREAMS (what I hope to DO).  I hope you’ll keep coming back!
*(I HIGHLY recommend and obnoxiously quote Emily Freeman’s book, A Million Little Ways.  It is a transformational way of thinking about life and our part in it.  She also wrote Grace for the Good Girl which is on my to-read stack.)
Copyright 2014, The Word Weaver, Deb Weaver

Posted in Priorities    Tagged with Purpose, Love, Life, My One Word, Allume


Lorretta - January 16th, 2014 at 10:06 PM
Booyah! Love me some Deb Weaver. Glad to find you.
The Word Weaver, Deb - January 16th, 2014 at 10:19 PM
Big Hugs to you, Lorretta! You always bring a big smile to my face. (And I picture you in your adorable monkey socks!) Thanks for reading!
Laura - April 7th, 2014 at 9:34 AM
I've just been sort of checking out your blog, and came straight here from your "about me" to say Yellow Submarine tops my all-time pet peeves!
The Word Weaver, Deb - April 7th, 2014 at 1:14 PM
Welcome to the blog! Glad to have you here. Happy to have another kindred soul in the Yellow Submarine column!
Ann - January 19th, 2015 at 3:03 PM
Hello Deb,

This is Ann, your new Green Bay friend you ran into at Walmart!!! I took the afternoon off of work today just for myself and getting to know you through your blog. We are very much alike and I enjoy writing , too. I like your honesty because it resonates!
The Word Weaver, Deb - January 19th, 2015 at 4:01 PM
Hi Ann! How fun to see a comment by a new, local friend! Thank you for taking the time to read the blog and to write a comment!
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