What is it about a black and white photo? Is it a fond memory from when all of our photos were black and white? (Yes, I am that old.) Is it the softness that the photo brings? Is it the comfort I feel because many of the skin blemishes and flaws are kept concealed? I realize that the many surgeries, the chemo drugs, and age itself are all catching up with me. It is not a big secret that I am getting older. As the saying goes, "Some people age like fine wine. I am aging like sour milk." Actually, as I look back and recognize that 35 years of my six decades of life have been as a cancer survivor, I am okay with the scars, blemishes, and other physical abnormalities that accompany such a difficult journey.
I try to end every year, and begin the new year, in a spirit of prayer. While I find it more and more challenging to stay up until midnight, I still yearn to enter into that new year praying. As one meme on social media put it, "Raise your left foot just before the stroke of midnight. You want to make sure you start the new year off on the right foot." Being immersed in prayer is the right foot in which to start the new year.
I invite you to look back through the years on my previous posts from New Year's Eve to see the many prayer intentions I bring to the Lord on this particular night. Also, please know that the readers of these pages are always remembered in my prayers throughout the year.
Have a blessed 2022! May the grace of our Lord, Jesus Christ, the love of God the Father, and the power and fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you always!