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My "Word" for 2012

A friend posted on Facebook yesterday, "What's your word for 2012?" I love this. What one word would signify what I want to accomplish or see in the upcoming year? Oh, so many words came flooding to my mind. Yet this morning as I think of the goals that I started to create for myself during the weeks leading up to my mid-life crisis, err, I mean birthday...the one word that summarizes it all is LESS. Less body fat, less exhaustion, less stress, less debt, less clutter, less wasted time which all leads to more. I know, less is kind of a boring word. It's not happiness or peace or any other "pretty" word. My word could be MORE or ABUNDANT (now that's a good word!) but then my focus would be on the end product. I want my focus to be on the journey. Less is the means to more.

What's your word for 2012?

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  1. Your word goes with my word!! Have you heard about Jen Hatmaker's book 7? It goes right along with this {and I'm giving a copy of it away on my blog}.

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  2. great word! May you have a wonderful 2012!!

    I have posted about my word on my blog if you're interested in reading about it!

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  3. Love your word!-I am your newest follower from Layla's party-Stop by for a visit!

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  4. Thanks for linking over to my FB page! I love how we start off thinking God will teach us one thing and He does that AND MORE than we can imagine or think!

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  5. Thanks for stopping by Lindsey! Yep, His ways are so much bigger and better!

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