Dear Presiding Year of 2016,
I really never thought you would arrive so quickly, Year. You flew here on swift wings so I hardly know how to bid farewell to 2015, but to say that it was wonderful. I learned so much, I’ve grown so much, and I am very thankful for it.
But what about this New Year? I wish a blessing on these fresh days coming next. May they lead to deeper wisdom and deeper maturity. This year is a fresh slate. Everyday begins new and redeemed, but the new year is that on a larger scale. It is looking back at the ‘bigger’ things that have happened to us and, instead of crying over them, smiling and kissing them away, leaving them to be what they were. We are such visual people, and that is why I think the thought of a fresh year pleases us so much; it provides a perfect picture of grace and redemption.
So many times I have looked at all the moved people around me, promising to ‘be a better person’, or ‘lose weight’, or ‘eat healthier’. And it appears to me like everyone has suddenly become very sentimental, promising impossible things. I’m not excluding the really heartfelt resolutions; if someone has something pressing on their heart by all means, they should make a resolution, but stick to it. I want to encourage the people out there to promise things that they can actually fulfill. I may try writing a list of things to remember this year that I learned in 2015. There are many things I can do without making promises that are impossible to keep.
Welcome 2016! I can’t wait to see what will come of you.