The two very last days of the year are hanging by a thread, lonely little reminders of a year gone by, the two sole survivors on the island of 2013. Unfortunately for these two, no amount of wilderness preparedness or sudden infusion of supplies is going to bring about their rescue. They shall pass into memory like all 363 of their fellow comrades, some looked upon with fondness, some looked upon with sneering disdain. Some viewed through a lens of pain. Whatever camp they share, each was, undeniably, unique in some way to shaping the year as a whole. One minute begat another, one day informed the next.
So what, I can't help but wonder, will 2014 hold in store? What new discoveries will be made? What relationships will form or crumble? What opportunities will be realized? What dreams will be crushed? As the year unfolds, it will do so without thought or consideration of how much we've accomplished, how much we want it to slow down or speed up. It will become what it will become. But right now, it is still there, shiny and whole and unblemished. Full of hope and promise and possibility.
In these last two days, what can we accomplish? How can we close out the year? Are there grievances that need to be aired, fences that need to be mended, loves that need to be declared? Are there words that you need to say? Don't put them off. There's still time to redeem, still time to release the year with a wish of blessing, to light it on fire and watch the smoke rise like sweet incense rather than see it burn into bitter ashes.
Make it count, so that when the countdown comes, you can savor those last few seconds, even as you take your first taste of the new year being set before you.
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