One thing I want to be intentional about the next few months is joy-building in me. I got saved and I made friends, and I left behind things that gave me joy before like baking bread, spending an entire day sewing, riding my bike, reading some non-deep literature, spending time with family and hiking.
I got saved and threw myself into activities purposeful for God. I spent 400 hours working on a spoken word. Haha. Y’all better like it!
But I think while I gained purpose, I lost a little bit of what gave me joy, too. I’m not sure what it’s going to look like, but I think there’s going to be a little reclaiming of my former self.