The Quiet Gifts of This Year—and the Hope Rising in the Next

This time of year always seems to invite reflection. We glance back at the months behind us—at what was, what wasn’t, and what quietly shaped us along the way.

And we look ahead, wondering what might unfold.

There’s something tender about this season… something that gently nudges our hearts to recalibrate, to hope, to dream again.

As I fall into that rhythm myself, I’m struck by the goodness woven through this past year. I’m thankful for growth—both in my business and deep within me. I’m grateful for every opportunity to walk beside people in some of their most personal moments… to serve, to guide, to listen.

It’s a gift to be invited into someone’s emotions, their needs, their fears. A gift to be trusted with details—some spoken, some quietly held. And I never take that lightly.

As I look toward 2026, I don’t want to rush past the buds that formed in 2025…the confidence that took root, the trust that was extended, the opportunities that bloomed in ways I didn’t expect.

Hope looked different this year.And yet—Hope is still growing.

Hope always grows when it’s anchored in the One who IS hope, the One who gives hope, the One in whom our hope is meant to rest.

Here’s to the year behind us—and to all God is already preparing in the year ahead.