I'm here.
Another New Year's Eve. For much of my life, I have looked out the window of this day into tomorrow with hope, maybe even with some expectancy, that the new year will arrive with all the answers. The answers to the many spaces where life has not yet lived up to all that I had hoped life would be by now. The answers to all the ways life stays hold of my feet, refusing to let me get ahead. But I will not look out the window that way this year. I turned 60 back in April, maybe I am finally old enough to know that sort of looking is like looking for an illusion. Like waiting for the magician to show me his trick. Maybe I am wise enough to finally know that life really has no answers, only questions. And anything that does resemble answers in life emerge from within us in response to those questions. Maybe as we peer into each new year looking for answers that never come, we actually miss the questions that show up to escort us to them. Questions like: Who are you becoming, and is that who you want to become? Are you holding onto something that's keeping you from moving forward? Do your relationships reflect mutual respect, love, and growth? Are you pursuing what makes you want to get out of bed in the morning, or just what feels comfortable? Where do you find strength when life feels overwhelming? How often do you pause and pat yourself on the back for how far you've come? Where are you placing your ultimate hope, and is that hope sustaining you? You see, the answers we are looking for in life are often disguised as questions. Questions we often miss while searching for answers. Life has never been about producing answers. Life has always been about directing us toward coming up with our own. We can stay awfully stuck, you and me, from new year to new year, while we stand looking out the window waiting on our answers to be ushered in with the fireworks and the hanging of each new calendar. What question(s) is 2025 waiting to ask you? Maybe this is the year you will tackle your questions, and in doing so, find the answers you've been waiting for. That's no easy task. It takes great curiosity and often even greater courage. But there is hope in there, hope much greater than you'll find standing at your window. Waiting. And waiting... Here's to you and me tackling some big questions in 2025. Here's to the answers that will emerge from within us and become part of the great magic trick of life. Your answers are there waiting for you in 2025. Don't miss them, I'm forewarning you, they are coming disguised as questions. Happy New Year's Eve, my friends.
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Robert "Keith" CartwrightI am a friend of God, a dad, a runner who never wins, but is always searching for beauty in the race. Archives
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