Shining Spirit

Ready or not, here we go!
Down with the house lights,
on with the show!
Where the little ball lands,
nobody knows.

A New Year's dawn is a fragile thing.
Do I cry or pout or dance or sing?
Be on the lookout for that golden ring.
What will this year unfolding bring?

We have some choices, it seems to me:
be fearful and hide; gang up,
choose a side; let pride be your 
guide; just take it in stride.
And, pray for all leaders in
this New Year, that they may
see the way very clear toward
justice and peace, goodwill for all.
On this last choice, we will rise or fall.

But whatever comes In
this New Year, we cannot 
submit to anger and fear.
Each day will bring its laughter
and tears; each day is a time 
to draw very near the source of
our strength, our hope, our
lives.  We must live each day,
not merely survive.  And life
comes from Him who is by
your side, the One who said:
"I will abide..."

And He does.  And He will.
Still and until.

Footnote:  Make your choices very
carefully.  So much depends on you,
and you, and you...me, too.