2016 became 2016 through a string of days, one gently ushering the next one, and the next one and the next. All of a sudden, there were 100, and then 200, and then 365. And now, 2016 is rushing through its last hours while 2017 impatiently waits in the wings, and this is both exhilarationg and terrifying.
How do we gracefully let go of 365 days and begin the embracing of 365 new ones?
One at a time, just as they came.
The ocean doesn’t question the waves, and my body doesn’t question its breath. They both simply let it happen, one rise and one fall at a time.
This last year, one breath at a time, I was carried through more joys than I knew a heart could hold. And one breath at a time, I was carried through more pain than I ever thought one could bear. And one breath at a time, I am here, today, filled with awe and wonder, looking into tomorrow.
Oh my soul, where does that excitement for tomorrow come from?
From the One who made the days. Each one of them, like the waves of the ocean. The same, and yet so different.
The waves, they come, they go, and they leave their mark.
And the days come, they go, and leave their mark on me.
I come, I go… Oh, may I leave my mark down here!
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