Today is the last day of 2022. I never really understood why everyone always celebrates so much on New Year’s Eve at the end of the year. I understand that they want to celebrate the end of the year and the start of a new one, but for me, it never really made sense for people to gather together in the street and scream at the stroke of midnight. I guess it is just the “alien” nature in me that doesn’t “get it”.
However, there’s more to it than just that. There’s an idea of gratitude that’s missing. On the last day of the year, people show excitement and happiness for the end of the year and the coming of the new one, but I want to ask: why not do that every day? The last year of the day is no more special than the first. Just like Monday is no more special than Tuesday. It shouldn’t matter what day it is. I want to wake up each day and be thankful for the life God has given me. I want to embrace all the world has to offer. Even on the days when I wake up with my head pounding from a horrible migraine headache, I want to feel that gratitude in my heart because I am alive and because God loved me enough to give me the experience of life migraine headaches and all.
My challenge isn’t to celebrate tonight because it is a new year tomorrow. My struggle is to wake up everyday and celebrate because it is a new day tomorrow. It is a new day that God has given me, and I should be thankful.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
