Praying these past few days and wondering to myself “What will 2021 be like?” I asked the Lord that question. Usually my question starts a conversation with him, sometimes short, sometimes long, but always more than just one word.
Not this time. I just keep hearing that one word. Shock.
I feel 2021 will be a year like no other. Many people have said goodbye to 2020 with relief, as if somehow turning the page on the calendar will erase all the trauma of this past year. I don’t feel relief, however, I feel wariness. Watchfulness. Spiritual senses on full alert.
I have no idea if this word is a personal message for me alone, for my family, my friends, my prayer partners, for America or the whole world. The Lord isn’t telling me, yet. I simply get an impression, “Wait and see. Keep praying.” And so I have been.
Maybe in the days ahead I’ll hear more of an explanation from him, or maybe events will make it clear. We’ll see.
In the meantime, Joy with a capital J, thankfulness, praise, supernatural peace that passes understanding, healing, health and wholeness, all are ours in the Lord and well worth thinking about.