It’s that time of year again. The time to throw out the old and bring in the new. To mix hope and alcohol, to produce
firm resolve. The time we allow
ourselves to look honestly in the mirror and admit our faults because tomorrow
will be different - the start of something new. On New Year’s Eve we reflect on the past twelve months we
feel the twinge of regret that we could do things better.
New Years’ Resolutions point to the fact we believe we can
change the course of our lives. Be
it lose weight, get a new job, be a better husband, wife, son, daughter, father, mother,
brother, sister. We believe we
have the capacity to change things in other lives. If we are merely aimlessly drifting through life, it makes
no sense to try to change our course.
In other words, the course of our life is not determined beyond our
ability to change things.
We implicitly believe our lives have meaning and
purpose. Therefore, it is
important to take time to make sure we are making the best possible use of our
time, of our lives. So before
midnight on New Year’s Eve we decide to do better so we can be in a better
position to fulfill our purpose.
Either we are blessed or cursed with the quest for
meaning. If there is a purpose to
be strived for, lives spent chasing this quest are noble. If there is no ultimate purpose or
reason to the life we find ourselves living, the search for meaning is at best quixotic.
This New Year’s Eve I want to wish you all a happy new year
and one in which you can reflect on this quest for meaning.
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