2020 has been a tough year for so many reasons. Tonight we leave it and move into 2021.
As I was praying this morning, I felt like 2020 was a bit like the dying part of a wave where all the water is dragged back and sucked up before the new wave breaks. It has been a painful stripping back, and many of us feel like we have been dragged across the rocks.
But the new wave is coming, and anyone who has swum in an even slightly rough sea knows that the crashing of a wave can cause pain and disorientation. But it can also transform the coast it crashes against and wash away unhealthy debris.
In 2020 I have found that whenever I tried to push through in my own strength, I became stressed and weary. Instead I had to keep taking time over and over again to draw close to Jesus and receive from him the life that I needed to get through. I want to express my deep love and thanks to my wonderful husband James who entertained the three year old who is constantly asking questions or wanting a story, and my amazing friend Amy who always spotted when I needed to take the time to be refreshed.
But now I urge all of you – don’t put all your hopes in the change of the calendar year, because it really isn’t solid ground. Instead, put your hope in Jesus who is the fountain of all life, and the source of joy and peace when all around you seems to come crashing down. He is the light of the world, and the darkness cannot stand against him. And we look forward to not a new calendar year, but the day when he will come again in glory to make all things new.