2018 – The Year Of Death

I got a phrase in my head the other day. This happens from time to time. It’s hard to explain but it’s as if the phrase was not of me. I didn’t think it into existence, it came from elsewhere, as if someone or something else planted it in my mind. I’m not sure if it is a promise, a warning or just my admittedly overworked brain playing tricks on me. Whatever the reason the phrase was there and I had to deal with it. What was the phrase? Why, I’m so glad you asked.

It was this. 2018 is the Year Of Death.

On the face of it, not the most cheery or reassuring message. It’s hardly up there with ‘2018 is the Year of Winning the Lottery’ or ‘2018 is the Year of Manchester United Winning the Champions League.’ Was there going to be a death in the family? It was enough to send a serial worrier like me into a full blown panic. Yet I didn’t feel frightened by the message. Something told me that it had been sent to reassure and comfort me as opposed to dismay and alarm.

I began to see the flip side of the message and realised it was a message of hope and intention. It was a positive proclamation. Death should not be feared especially within this context. Death is just part of the journey. I have walked a long and winding road in recent years. I have been carrying a lot of baggage from my past which has weighed me down and distracted me at times. It has made the journey a longer and more cumbersome one than it needed to be.

I saw it as an old fashioned leather rucksack filled with stones. It’s straps were cutting into my shoulders and my back was aching from the weight of its contents. It was literally killing me. My past was playing havoc with my present and preventing me from reaching my future. The rucksack was overflowing with guilt, shame, embarrassment and a host of other negative emotions that needed flushed out of my system; a toxic stew that had to be purged from my contaminated soul.

This blog is part of that purging process. It has grown beyond our wildest dreams and we have big plans for it in the year ahead. It has reignited my love of writing and I have received amazing feedback and support which has spurred me on. I want to write, I need to write and I hope I’m reasonably good at it. The written word is my weapon against the past. I will use it to slay my demons. I will use it to cut the rucksack free from my weary shoulders and let it fall by the wayside.

With it no longer holding me back I can stride on with fresh vigour and purpose towards my destiny. So I say death to the past. Death to guilt and shame. Death to regret and remorse. Death to addictive behaviour. Death to obsessive, intrusive thinking. Death to fear and worry. Death to negativity. Death to jealousy and hate. Death to the self. Death to relationships and friendships which drag you down. Death to lies. Death to anything which prevents you from becoming the person you were born to be. Death to Death.

You were born to live. You were born to make an impact, to make a difference. You are a pebble thrown into a vast, still lake. The ripples you create spread out across its surface from shore to shore. You are an agent of change. You are an electrical current surging through the grid of creation. You are unstoppable. You are irresistible. You light up your environment like a firework on the 4th of July. You are precious and unique. You are loved. You are love.

2018 holds no fear for me for it is the Year of Death. I embrace it.

What are you ‘Death to’ in 2018?

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  1. Wonderful message! Death is a part of the cycle of life. The moment we are born, we are making our way to death and onto a new life in eternity. We die daily to our old ways of sin and indiscretion and each day have the opportunity to be reborn in Christ’s love. Physical death is the ultimate healer and not to be feared. In the meantime, it is like you said, we are hear to make a ripple in this life and affect others with love and kindness. Thanks for this blog. Inspirational

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  2. “Death to the past. Death to guilt and shame. Death to regret and remorse. Death to addictive behaviour. Death to obsessive, intrusive thinking. Death to fear and worry. Death to negativity. Death to jealousy and hate. Death to the self. Death to relationships and friendships which drag you down. Death to lies. Death to anything which prevents you from becoming the person you were born to be. Death to Death.”
    It just touched me Inside. I want a death to all the negativity inside me.

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  3. Very true. Some aspects of our lives need to go. Others need to be planted and bloom. Wonderful truth here.

    I was just thinking a couple days ago, it was a post several months ago you shared you sometimes see words or phrases. I think when you shared it was relating to a sign that you would have a bible study in your home, and open your home up to others. I get curious to know if any other words had been given, so a couple days later to see this post is exciting.

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      1. No, not in that way. Sometimes I get symbols in dreams. Other times I feel like I get an instant understanding from scripture or while talking to Him about something. That’s actually what my post for Thursday will be about. Something God revealed to me about scripture. ๐Ÿ™‚

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          1. Yes and no. I do have a journal. I don’t often record in it now. Dreams that really stand out, recently, I’ve written about in the Dream Experience posts on Inside Cup. I may go back and record more.

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  4. You are an electrical current surging through the grid of creation. <– Love this. mine is death to fear. ๐Ÿ™‚ I sang at an open mic night and it was so much fun! No wonder the enemy didn't want me to do it ever..

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  5. *Wild cheering* Yeah!!! Soo good!
    Me? I’m dead to drama. I’m dead to trying to do everything. I’m dead to taking my cues from humans instead of God and my own inner wisdom. I’m dead to rushing, business, and worry. I’m choosing to trust and be still, to breathe and watch my thoughts instead of getting caught in them. I had a similar thing this holidays actually – I had an image of me slow walking away from an explosion like an action hero. Evokes a similar feeling to your post.

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