I’m learning to trust in God and I’m sorry to all my dreams. I’ve had to let you go cause sometimes fantasy is pretty but reality is how you gonna grow.

I stood out in the middle of the night breeze among a huge crowd. I mean, the street was filled with people who were laughing, cheering, singing with the band on stage. I stood there alone with a whole bunch of people who were there to do what everybody in the world was doing at that time–ringing in the New Year.

It’s interesting that no matter what religion you are or where you are in the world or in life, the change from 11:59pm to 12:00am is celebrated.


There is such a promise when we think about that concept. There is something about a new car; something about a new position at our job. There is something about a new addition to the family or a new relationship. We crave ‘new’ because in our mind, ‘new’ means that we can begin again.

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.”
T.S. Eliot

Here is the thing I’m learning about ‘new’. We tend to believe that ‘new’ means that things have to be better or that a significant change has to occur. We believe that ‘new’ means that everything in the past is erased, and it won’t haunt us anymore. That’s not always the case, and if we go into ‘new’ with that expectation, then we will miss the beauty of ‘new’.

“The more we let God take us over, the more truly ourselves we become – because He made us. He invented us. He invented all the different people that you and I were intended to be…It is when I turn to Christ, when I give up myself to His personality, that I first begin to have a real personality of my own.” 
― C.S. Lewis

‘New’ is acceptance. It is a surrender to a perfect perspective on what mercy is and what has been. It is a chance–not to start over or to begin again–but to allow. And if you learn to allow the Creator who created ‘new’ to orchestrate the growth of you each ‘new’ whether it be a year, a month, a day, an hour, a minute, or a second…..

I stood singing with the rest of the crowd as the countdown began and a new year was welcomed….and I prayed that I would embrace whatever ‘new’ had to hold.

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