Sunday, January 01, 2012
New Year, Old Life
Yesterday was December 31nd 2011. Today is January 1st 2012.
I don't feel different, more hopeful or happier.
Life is as challenging as it ever has been, and there's nothing I can do about it.
Other than maybe, keep on keeping on.
Or maybe not.
With only my ME alive and kicking, I am simply an exhausted overachiever, "tight as a tourniquet, sharp as a razor blade, dry as a funeral drum."(David Gilmore)
There are good days, bed days and bad days.
Then there are these days when I feel an intense need to let all masks fall, to stop fighting, and let nature take its cause.
But, halt; nature too is created by God.
My God, the one and only.
"For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: and though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God; whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me."—Job 19:25-27
I know that, and that is all I am allowed to know about the future.
So be it.
I've decided these must be the promises, the cliff on which I shall build my New Year.
Now, I've better go to the TV and join the wonderful New Year concert in Vienna.
Great way to continue keeping on.