I stand between the years. The Light of My Presence is flung across the year to come - the radiance of the Sun of Rightousness. Backward, over the past year, is My Shadow thrown, hiding trouble and sorrow and disappointment.
Bury every fear of the future, of poverty for those dear to you, of suffering, of loss. Bury all thought of unkindness and bitterness, all your dislikes, your resentments, your sense of failure, your disappointment in others and in yourselves, your gloom, your despondency, and let us leave them all, buried, and go forward to a new and risen life.
Remember that you must not see as the world sees. I hold the year in My Hands - in trust for you. But I shall guide you one day at a time. Leave the rest with me.
- God Calling, edited by A.J. Russell (1930's)
I think I'll go get my shovel. I have a few things to leave behind . . .
[Photo credit - Emil Bacik]