NEW YEAR'S EVE MEDITATION
On this morning on the brink of the new year, I am feeling unusually optimistic. I am not by nature a very positive person. Believe me, there are days when I can make the Grinch look like a big, green teddy bear. Despite the fact that I truly believe I come from people for whom SAD (seasonal affective disorder) is a dominant trait, I am feeling hopeful. Hopeful -- despite the fact that I know that tomorrow will come with all the problems of today. Hopeful -- despite the sure knowledge that a new year will not act like some sort of mystical band-aid that will cover all the ills and troubles of the world. Hopeful because I firmly believe that in a broken creation, life sucks, and there is Jesus -- God-with-us, God's consolation in the midst of the desolation of human lives. Jesus, who sparks the imagination of God can and will do, and from that spark, comes my hope. After the time of Isaiah and his prophesies of the birth of Christ and the return of the ...