Happy 2015, y’all!
It’s a new year. A chance to start over. A chance to begin anew. A chance to experience the love and mercy of Our Lord more fully in our lives and for us to trust in Him with reckless abandon.
Last year, I decided to forgo my annual (lousy, fruitless, lame?) tradition of making numerous New Year’s resolutions I was ill-equipped to keep, and instead select a word for the year. This word would be something I strove to seek, to live out, and to make a part of my daily existence. The hope for me was that by keeping my focus broad, I would be able to seek out multitudes of ways throughout the year to fulfill this goal. And it worked. The word for 2014 was “Quiet.” My life had become too loud, too busy, and filled with too much Noise. Not just noise, but Noise. Screwtape said it best when he praised Noise and its effects:
“Noise, the grand dynamism, the audible expression of all that is exultant, ruthless, and virile—Noise which alone defends us from silly qualms, despairing scruples, and impossible desires. We will make the whole universe a noise in the end.”