Thursday, January 5, 2012

Snowballs!

January, the first month in any new year, stretches long in front of us ~ a harbinger of hopes, a dangler of dreams, a blank book of accomplishments. It is the landscape of new fallen snow, pock-free, pristine, pure. I am tempted to keep my hands off so as not to mar the illusion of fresh starts and sinless beginnings it offers. I am tempted to hang January on the wall and gaze on its beauty from afar rather than dive in and mess up the scenery. But...(yes, there is always a but)...

We are not called to merely sit in the bleachers of life to watch others play, watch others tackle, watch others score, watch others make snow angels. We are called to pull on our boots, grab our gloves, and dash headlong into the white stuff, to work up a sweat underneath our woolens, and to make our marks.

January, the first month in any new year, stretches long in front of us. Time to make some snowballs!

1 comment:

  1. I went out with the shovel to clean up after our dear doggie... not sure how that fits in here... lol

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