The Year Ahead

From what I have seen on social media, it's Goodbye, 2021, And Good Riddance.

So sad, for there WAS good in the year to which agendas blinded so many...and so many others felt powerless against a rising tide of hate, lies, and pride.

But the thing is, we're not irrelevant. We can set an example, and although we may never see it's effect in this world, we can know that we're being faithful to God in our every ordinary moments.

That's both enough, and required.

 We curse the year that's left behind

and fear what lies ahead,

and thus we wander, oh, so blind

to grace that we ain't dead,

for here we still have hope to alter

all of that which pricks, besieges,

if we let not courage falter

in temptation to what eases

grave concern and itching fear

that we might just be reduced

in the misty coming year,

and in this may be seduced

to the thought that what we bring

won't amount to anything.

Let's just have some musical fun with Yellow Submarine.

Sylvia puts intolerance and anger FAR below ice cream.