What are you doing "New Year's Eve'?

 I sing that song every year.

So I finally googled it.  It's an Ella Fitzgerald song that is really asking for companionship on the night that is "out with the old and in with the new".

I suppose it's a love song of sorts.

There's a superstition that says you'll do whatever matters most for the rest of the year - based on what you are doing at midnight.  That's pretty boring in my case.  I'll be asleep.  Unless the noisemakers wake me up and turn the television back on to see the ball drop.

We did not grow up with parents who celebrated New Year's Eve.  That is, unless you went to a church watchnight service.  Mother probably wanted to go, and Daddy wasn't the least bit interested.

And then I married a preacher, and the traditional "watchnight" service became a regular part of our routine.

Forty-three years have passed since I was a preacher's wife. And I can honestly say, the watchnight service is not something that I miss!  

However, I still understand the concept.  Especially because one of my favorite portions of scripture is Philippians 3:13,14 -   “forgetting those things which are behind. . . “.

2025 included some big changes for me.  I said goodbye to my position as Volunteer Coordinator at the Mandarin Museum & Historical Society, a role I had held for 10 years. I also got a new grandson when Troy Craven married my granddaughter, Grace, and my name is on the spine of a book.  An additional plus is that my personal budget is balanced.

“. . . I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”

Really, my life is good.

So what am I doing New Year's Eve?  'Putting Christmas away; soaking the peas for tomorrow; preparing a quiet dinner for two and thinking and planning for the months ahead and endeavoring to practice "letting the day come to me."

If you think being a planner and learning to let the day come to me is an oxymoron, try walking in my shoes.  My "salvation" in this is that I truly am pressing toward the mark. . ." As I write this, the song my daddy lived by reminds me of what is truly important: Living by Faith.

So on New Year's Eve, I suppose I'm developing a plan...to press on....by Faith...grateful for friends - and companionship!  And making an effort to “let the day come to me.”

May you have enough sunshine in your life to help you appreciate the shadows