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The End

Here we are at the very end of the year.  It races toward us with increasing momentum.  I'm not quite sure why it seems to gain speed as we age.  But it's relentless in its pursuit of ending.  Hope lies in the fact that a new year will quickly follow.  I have realized in these days of journeying through time, that perseverance and endurance is a forward motion. I can't just sit out the rest of my days, there is no place for laziness.  I can't resist or dig my heels in when situations seem to go against me.  No, life is lived by moving forward, in the same direction, pressing on despite how fast the year succumbs.  But in the process of moving on, I need to stand the ground I've gained, build on what I've learned, yet still press on. . . 

So with a heart of gratitude, I let go of 2011.  What's done is done, the past forsaken.  But what I've gained is not.  True, my journey came with volatile and turbulent times, days of utmost uncertainty and doubt.  But I rediscovered that my faith in Christ could sustain me.  I live in His endless grace and mercy, given to me in His Word.  So I'll keep on, keeping on.  I'm reminded of my Daddio, who followed hard his entire life in the footsteps of His Lord.  He pushed through hurt, disappointment, discouragement, always with a mindful purpose that this life was not his final home and resting place.  He ran on ahead, even with a broken heart.   


Today, I'll start out on my walk and run with Goldyn.  We'll journey up the hill, like always, except I am starting out with my healing ankle strain.  The swelling and pain are much diminished, but a bit of discomfort still reminds me that it's not completely well.  Yet, that's no excuse to stay behind and not get out and see what lies before me.  Strength will come, hope will spring up within me, as I go the distance.  I'll discover that this end will lead me on to God's eternal start. . . 


"Watch yourselves, that you might not lose what we have accomplished, but that you may receive a full reward."
(2 John 8)

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