Cradling an Unknown Future

The texts for January 1, 2012: Numbers 6:22–27; Psalm 8; Galatians 4:4–7; and Luke 2:21-38.

… It is also maybe why we get sentimentally sappy as the clock strikes midnight and we break out in “Auld lang sine”:
“We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet for old time’s sake!”

Essentially we are saying good bye to the past: letting it go
—letting the parts of the past that are gone
drift into the past in the happy glow from a bubbly drink
while toasting to a future not yet here—a future full of good will
but unencumbered by what has come and gone.

It’s a really good premise, I think:
to take the time to say good bye to what has been and to hope in what will be.

Sadly, though, a toast at New Year’s rarely, if ever, lets us embrace a future.
Especially one that is different from the past.

I think more often—probably almost always—
our vision and our hope for the future
is really our reaching for our past
happily blurred by sentimentality, selective memories,
and maybe just a few bubbles…

Published by jabbokdawn

I am, well ... me. I am probably most defined by my diversity of experiences: I have lived in three countries and visited (or lived on) six continents. I love to garden and take pictures and think about theology (and grace and justice and all that jazz) and I love Jazz (and a whole lot of other music too) ... and I do yoga and go hiking and enjoy meeting new people and talking international politics and working on justice issues and watching wildlife in my yard and wandering in NYC and kayaking. I especially love sitting in coffee shops and talking to friends. I hate sitting in my office. Oh, and they call me "Pastor," at least some of the time.

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