It's January 1 today, the first day of 2011.
The very first day in a brand new year.
Today, we begin again.
It's a clean crisp sheet with smooth edges, with no wrinkles or smudges.
Still fresh. Still new.
I like the thought of that, don't you?
I started a new chapter of my life today. The very first page. I unstuck the seal, unwrapped the mylar, and pulled out a brand spanking new journal. It's green and it makes my heart leap a little and I'm feeling just a little bit giddy about it. The cover's still stiff, the binding's still tight and the pages are all blank.
There is great encouragement in starting new. We know we'll make mistakes. We know that we'll have to erase and scratch that out and say sorry and start all over...
Isn't it so nice to know that we can start all over? Oh the deliciousness of an unopened book, an empty page, a fresh start, a brand new year. To steal a quote from a friend...
"Marilla, isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?"
LM Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
Yes, Anne, it is very nice indeed.
But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead,
I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
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