Happy New Year! As I watched the kids gasp at the fireworks from our garage roof last night, I thought of T.S. and how right he was.
Much of the good endures from 2015. And as I step over the threshold (climb, really) into 2016 I recognize that I can choose to leave much of the bad behind me. I can make an end of whatever I choose not to carry further, and let it explode in a glorious mass of sparks. I can feel the explosion of its weight bursting in my heart and setting me free as I move forward with the scent of smoke dissipating behind me.
Thank God! It is just too weighty holding on to so much story.
So here’s what I choose this day:
I choose faith.
I choose to thought-check. Daily.
I choose opportunity.
I choose generosity.
I choose my kids now, my time will come.
I choose hope.
I choose unimaginable possibility.
And, most of all, I choose the unknown.
Because if this year is indeed new, isn’t it all unknown really? I choose not to frame it. Not to limit it. Not to assume “knownness” upon it. I know the One who does know, and it’s not me.
Today I climb out of the old.
And I clamber over into the new.
I’m ending all that I can – I’m saying “No More” to “All That” – in order to make a beginning. And I’m not going to pick it all up again.