Is it not true that a new year so often holds such promise? Even were I to live a thousand years, I think there is something about newness – it never gets old. As we peer out upon an untrod path, stretching into the unknowns beyond a distant horizon, we wonder and we hope. Oh, what adventures await? Oh, what adventures await!
There is nothing significant about this one spin of Earth – at least, no significance beyond that which we give it. The new year certainly has been and is celebrated at varied times. It is simply the idea of newness that pricks our spirit. The knowledge that one seed may fall, sprout, and take root toward new life is enough to keep us living life … one day at a time.
The Lord shall preserve your going out and your coming in from this time forth, and even forevermore.
I may not know what lay ahead, but I know this story’s Author … and that is enough.