I don’t do New Years! At 11:59 PM, I would much rather be in warm bed. I have no desire to be at Times Square chilled to the bone watching some fancy ball drop. So I read insanitybytes22’s post and laughed.
Parties are okay, but they are better when we make them about something real. The beginning of a new year is just bookkeeping. Our true beginning is when we are reborn in Jesus Christ. That is something to celebrate. It makes each day something to look forward to. It makes each moment a new beginning, an opportunity to grow closer to our Savior.
Saw a meme the other day that made me a laugh, a street prophet with a sign that said, “the beginning is near.” I really appreciate that attitude, one that calls us to re-examine our thinking about things.
What’s the difference between a beginning and an end? Nothing more that our attitudes about it, a mutually agreed upon delusion, a vain imagining really. New Years is a bit like that, out with the old, in with the new, as if at the stroke of midnight we mysteriously say our final good-byes to 2017, “parting is such sweet sorrow,” or perhaps, “may it never darken our door step again?”
Should Old Acquaintance be forgot,
and never thought upon;
The flames of Love extinguished,
and fully past and gone…..
Not to be impolite here, but if you’re going to forget me in a 24 hour span of time, I’m not sure I…
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