Together

 

Well, we made it! 2020 has come to an end and this morning we awoke to a new day, a new year and a new beginning. We may have stayed up later than usual. We may have made a resolution or two. We may have made a toast or danced. But even if we went to bed at 9.00 o’clock, the old has passed, the new has come.

This annual transition can bring mixed feelings. We may be thrilled to move on and leave things behind. We may have regrets, for things both done and undone, throughout the year. We may have big plans for what’s next or feel at a loss for direction.

Thomas Jefferson wrote, “I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.”

The future is, as of now, unwritten. Dreams have yet to be discouraged or sacrificed or broken. This new chapter of our life will fill pages now blank and clean, no smudges and no mistakes. What a gift to dream anew.

I, too, like “the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.” The past can’t be pulled along into the future; the past can be appreciated, treasured and a wonderful teacher, but it is still the past. Even the best of the past can’t be carried over, it is our history. Our hope lies ahead, not behind.

This year, no doubt, will hold both good and bad, but in all things it will hold love. This I believe. And, together, we can walk with hope into 2021.

Peace.