“Out of the mouths of babes,” they say.
Oh who am I kidding? Calvin was no babe; he was a bad little boy. LOL. But we loved him anyway for his prolific imagination….even as we hugged his parents in support and sympathy.
Calvin got it right this time, though. A new year is a blank sheet of paper with a brand new crayon in your hand.
What are you going to draw on your paper?
I was thinking about this as I was driving home from work this afternoon. I saw all these people running around, talking on their cell phone, making plans to say, “out with the old and in with the new,” and I wondered…what are they planning for the new year?
Are they wondering how they are going to rebuild from all the flooding in the area? Are they wondering if that test their doctor just ran is going to bring the bad news they’re too afraid to give a real thought to? Are they planning a wedding? Having a baby? Embarking on the ride and adventure of their lives?
Are they looking at their new year in hope? Ringing in the year with the smiles that have graced their faces recently? Kinda like these amazing guys?