The New Year is upon us, ye lads and lasses—a good time to be jolly! Fast away the old year has passed, so it’s time to hail the new year—regardless of wind or weather! Let’s get right to it….
It was an “old year”, wasn’t it? In too many ways, the events of the year—and the folks that concocted them—made us old, or at least older than we wanted. Whatever’s not good about being old—there it was, eating away at our minds, bodies and spirits. We lived with seemingly endless political and economic turmoil. Because of a worldwide epidemic, we hunkered down, deep in our hermitages, more lonely than we liked. All of this making us think we were old—making “old” into something to be dreaded.
This old year has passed, though. (Fa-la-la-la-lah!) All the yucky stuff that gathered during that time is on its way out. Weariness, anxiety, hate-mongering, ineptitude, stupidity, noise, selfishness, orangish tans—likely draining into the garbage dumps of history. Destined for disregard.
We’re ready to sing now. The new year is upon us, with its invitation for fa-la-la-lah’s to return to our voices and spirits. What is emerging feels exciting and encouraging. Energy, purpose, hope, righteousness, opportunity, justice, generosity, empathy, love—have come out of the shadows and are now claiming their place again in our lives. Soon enough, we will strike our harps and join our choruses! We will be joyous together. (Fa-la-la-la-lah!)
It’s time to deck our halls and our souls. With more than boughs of holly—perhaps some of our Christmas sweaters, socks and scarves would work? (Fa-la-la-la-lah!) Some prayers of praise and thanks—The Baby Jesus has shown God’s regard for us. God’s saving love is on the near horizon—possibly and probably!