I am not sure how old I was when it dawned on me (or someone
told me) that Christmas and the New Year did not come at exactly the same time
everywhere in the world. I am not sure
how I felt when I learned the kids in Europe had opened their presents six
hours before I did. And for sure, I do
not think I could quite grasp the fact that Chinese kids had done their New
Year’s party at noon my time. And by the
time I watch an old year go out and welcomed a new one, the Chinese had just
had their lunch!
Now I know fully that all this is due to the fact that our
earth is round. It is a big ball. And it takes the ball twenty-four hours to
spin around one time. I know this in my
head, but honestly I have had very few experiences to convince me the earth is
round! It still looks flat, except when
you get in the mountains. But there is
nothing even with the mountains that would tell us the earth is round. I don’t doubt the scientists, but I do have
to take it on faith.
What really intrigues me is the whole idea of time. Clearly, day comes, followed by night, and
yet another new day. That is pretty easy
to grasp. Along the way some smart
person figured out how to measure time.
Days and nights were no-brainer measurements. If I go to sleep when it gets dark, at some
point I realize it is getting light. So
I conclude the night is “over.” And a
“new” day has come. It can’t be the
“old” day. That was destroyed by “last”
night.
And then, the measurements of time became more
specific. Hours were invented; then
seconds. It takes twenty-four hours in
one day-night cycle. Given this, China
can be twelve hours “ahead” of me since China is half way ‘round the globe.
I think it would have taken a little longer to figure out
the cycle of years. Spring giving way to
summer and then falling leaves and snow became clues. “Years” became the measurement of this
cycle. Our calendar decides the New Year
comes with January 1. For Christians and
Jews this follows upon the Hanukkah and Christmas celebrations.
For me these holiday seasons and New Year’s Day always feel
like a coming and going. But that’s
time. And that’s life. You can’t grip it, you can’t hold it, you
can’t stop it. You live it. And hopefully, you live it as meaningfully as
you can.
Sometimes meaning comes really easily. It is almost effortless and is like
grace. And sometimes, life throws you a
curve and it is difficult, if not unimaginable, how to make meaning. I think in most cases meaning is made. Many of us don’t think about it this way;
somehow, it is tempting to think meaning either “is or isn’t.” We don’t realize the power of our
choice. We don’t fully appreciate the
fact that we can make meaning out of almost anything that time delivers to
us. To make meaning is a form of
power. Victor Frankl recognized this
power even in the throes of a Nazi concentration camp.
Indeed, we cannot always change the situation in which we
find ourselves. But we always have the
choice how we view the situation.
Neither Nazi guard nor anyone else can deprive us of that freedom. I take solace in this. But I also realize I need to take
responsibility.
If meaning is made, then I want to make good choices so that
my meaning can be as full and rich as possible.
All my “yesterdays” are gone. The
New Year is upon us. In addition to
scientists, I also have faith in the God who is present to us in all our times.
May we recognize and respond to that God. May that God bless you and me…in every new
day that comes our way.
This is the last message until the University opens again January 3, 2019.
If you would like a reminder to begin reading again, email me at: akolp@bw.edu
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