Years end. The count down to the new year. The new Year where people try to stay up late and either succeed or epic failure happens. There is nothing magical about New Year’s Eve or actually New Year’s Day but we make it a special time to look ahead or reflect back. Good or bad, our culture revels in reflection and anticipation. I hesitate at both. Reflection gives us a chance to relive: much of which we shouldn’t waste as much energy as we do. Anticipating usually gives us false security that something could happen and leads us to false conclusions. Tomorrow may not be better, it could be worse. Tomorrow may not be the answer to your questions, but be the start to another long run down a short path.
Years end. The count down to the new year. What if we lived each day just for the day itself? What if tomorrow didn’t matter and yesterday hadn’t happened? What if we simply enjoyed the day for what God has allowed and placed in our hand the moment.
We get caught up in the past. Photo albums clutter our coffee tables. Scrapbooks give us pages of stuff to wade through, not always good and not always bad. What brings the change of emotion into the equation is our grip on what was and our fear of what could be. We want to change what was or hold it dearly. We want to know the future or plan it on detail. That in itself is where we get hung up.
“Thy goodness has been with me through a twisting wilderness, in retreat helping me to advance, when beaten back making sure headway. Thy goodness will be with me in the year ahead; I will hoist sail and draw up anchor, with thee as the blessed pilot if my future as of my past.” (Puritan book of prayers)
Happy New Year, for whatever it holds may not be happy and may not be a new adventure book it will be what God has allowed and it will be possible with Christ.
” I launch my bark on the unknown waters of this year,
With thee, O Father as my harbor, thee O Son, at my helm, Thee, O Holy Spirit, filling my sails.” (Puritan book of prayers)
Special Touch Ministry 