Yesterday was one of my favorite days of the year.
It was the winter solstice.
This day has meant a lot of things to a lot of different people over the centuries. But I never really paid attention to it until I started riding motorcycles.
Yesterday was the darkest day of the year. From today forward, we are gaining about a minute of daylight each day. The older I get, the less I enjoy riding my motorcycle at night, so this is a good time!
But it also reminds me that we go through seasons in our lives, hard times, dark days. But once those days are behind us, each day can become brighter than the last. This time of year speaks of hope to me. If I'm in a dark time, I know better times will come.
Reading Philippians today, "Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus." Phil 3:12-14 (NIV)
A minute of daylight a day is like a little cup of hope. As we approach the new year, let's begin to embrace what God has for us, eventually those minutes add up, and we'll be riding again in the sun.
