You might be tempted to kick 2017 in the behind and then slam the door on it tonight.
I sure was.
Then on the way to church this morning, Kate said she was going to miss 2017. I snorted, but Shea asked her why.
We swam with turtles! she said.
Yeah, and my football team had a really great season, said Gabe.
And I started kindergarten and played soccer, said Annie.
My volleyball team only lost one game!
I got my favorite teacher!
Mama got a job!
We got a new house!
I have the coolest man cave bedroom ever!
We got a new puppy!
I was in my first play!
One of my best friends from my old school came to my new school!
Teresa got engaged!
All the way to church they shouted out the “highlights” of the year.
Jesus knew what he was about when he said to let the children come and be among us. Adults are burdened by noise and stuff and fear. We let it steal our joy and narrow our vision. I almost let it make me feel like a year–a whole freaking year–was not worthy of my gratitude.
But my babies and their simple love of life reminded me this morning that 2017 was full of blessings and love and goodness.
It really, really was.
Happy New Year, friends. May God’s peace and joy be yours in 2018.
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Out of the mouths of children.