I like to think of a fresh new year as a beautiful gift I get from God each year. As I open it, He divulges more and more throughout the year. Some of the paths that loom in front of me look peaceful. Some look treacherous, and some heartwarming. I don’t know what will happen this year. The year is too new. Do I want to know? Well, a little bit. But really, it works best if I see it all unfold gradually. Otherwise it is like knowing a bunch of people are going to throw you a surprise party, but you have to act like it is a surprise when it actually occurs.
Besides that, when there are going to be difficulties and suffering, i really prefer not to know about it way in advance. That could ruin the chance to enjoy the happiness of the present time. But as I look back over the past few years I can see that some of the paths have narrowed. I guess I could compare it to the early stages of dating years when you are dating no one seriously, and there are a number of guys that I am dating and getting to know. While that was a lovely time, I much preferred the depth of falling in love with, marrying, and spending my life with my husband. I was ready for that. Am I ready for a time when some of my options have eluded me? In a way, because unexpectedly, other options opened to me. I read something at the end of Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery that nicely summarizes my thoughts on this.
“Dear, dear old world,” she murmured, “you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you”. Then a few paragraphs later, at the very end of the book: “Anne’s horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there before coming home from Queen’s; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it. The joys of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road! “‘God’s in his heaven, all’s right with the world,'” whispered Anne softly.
Indeed, all is right with the world this sunny January day. Yes, there are moments when I have been feeling a sense of impending doom. But those feelings may or may not have any validity. Come what may, love will keep me together.