The Father Time hands over his duties to the Baby New Year, which is the symbol of "New Year" and is depicted as an infant wearing a sash with the new year printed on it. Father Time and Baby New Year thus serve as metaphors for death of one calendar year and the birth of a new one.
Maybe if I were to intentionally treat each year like a new born baby, something I need to nuture, to treasure to plan and dream and hope for, it would turn out more like I plan for too. I mean, in the past I think I just assumed you just got what it gave you, and you react and deal with it, but maybe it also requires a bit more from me...
Each year will bring with it the challenges and blessings God ordained for me, but maybe how I approach it can be improved...
2009 was a hard year. I remember on Dec. 31st that year determining in my heart to do all I could to make 2010 different and...
2010 was a good year.
I prayed, a lot.
I laughed, quite a bit.
I chose to stop and savor moments with my kids and my love, a lot.
I loved, I lost, I won, I tried and I threw myself into the arms of Grace.
I slowed down, everything... I named her Selah and she was a good year.
So, back to 2011...the year of Peace...
The Lord of peace of course is Jesus Christ, who is called our peace, Ephesians 2:14; and The Prince of peace, Isaiah 9:6. May he give you peace, for he is the Fountain and Dispenser of it. By all means, methods, occasions, instruments, and occurrences; peace or prosperity in every form and shape.
One Bible commentary says that peace is "the tranquil state of a soul assured of its salvation through Christ, and so fearing nothing from God and content with its earthly lot, of whatsoever sort that is."
Wow, after meditating on that for even just a little bit I'm overwhelmed by the possibilities that will be unveiled in the next year! Happy New Year and Peace to You All.
So, how about you? If you were to name 2011, what would it be?