A different year
This year, it is going to be different! No, really, I mean it... this year will be different! Is anyone else echoing these words? It seems that each year on the first day of the new year I repeat these words. Of course, in my heart of hearts, I really do believe that this year will be different.
In my extended family, we are awaiting the birth of a little child. We have all been told that the baby is a boy and no one seems more excited than his older sister.
However, I can well imagine that her world is about to change in a dramatic way.
Night time crying and feedings, sharing Mommy's time with the baby, and even Daddy might not be as attentive to his little girl. Indeed, this year will be different! In time though, the little girl will come to know that love does not diminish as the family grows. In fact, the love grows stronger and deeper with each passing day.
Amidst my new year's resolutions to be a fitter, stronger person, I know for certain that God will continue to act and build wherever God finds willing hearts and hands. I also know that God will continue to love us and cherish us as we slip and fail to respond to God's call to be willing helpers in the creation of a more just and peaceful world.
So my prayer is, help me be faithful... one day at a time.
