Well, its here, a year that some have awaited restlessly, and a year that others have dreamed into, still others have prayed that it may never come, and the last have prayed that it were to come sooner. This tangle of emotion is all brought to fruition in the one defining moment of 1/1/06 00:00.01 military time. some stand in times square staring up to the sky in hopes of a bright new year, some sit down in their houses with empty bottles by their side, some weep in an empty house, and yet, there are those who stand in Times Square passionately embracing their loved one. somehow, I looked through the screen of our TV at the crowd, and I saw none of these things, I didn't see the divas, the idiots, crazy people, or even the normal people. I saw the grace of God. All that has been given me in the past year. It's all become unbearably real. I was slightly dreaping midnight, knowing that at 12:00.01 I'd be seeing couples all across Times Square osculating. But, as it happened, I wasn't troubled at all. Somehow my finite mind for once was able to look past the here and now and see God's future. Instead of cursing God for my position now, I thank him endlessly for the position he's going to put me in in the future. Without God, we are dust incarnate, we are smoke in a gail, and our amorous affection is just simple squabble without knowing the pure sacred love (PlatonEcheskye) from God. To humanity, God's silence is like death, but on New Years 2006, God roared. God roared like Aslan rising from the stone table. A cry calling us to his side and for us to trust in him; at least for me.
I love this awful beautiful life.
-Wes
