At this time of the year it is customary for people to think of the future as more than tomorrow, more than contentment of a day, more than our imaginary powers can conjure.  I suppose God would have to make a world that is very very good at least.  The first world, which we are accustomed to acknowledge as perfect and outstanding in creative genius seems to have fallen apart rabbit catastrophically.  So how’s 2024 a.m., let us dream again this time more like his children than like our parents children.

It is quite certain that 2025 is going to be nice, nice being “without certain things”.  I wonder if that means free from adverse conditions.

• No sickness
• No pain
• No loss
• No toil
• No disappointment
• No death no dying
• No fear no crying

Peering into the future some people see light and others see darkness, and God is still the sovereign who opens and closes doors, and is touched by both human birth and death.

What then will 2025 be?  What is its niceness?  Surely we will recognize that the greatest things have been around all along and have never departed, and never will.  So let’s pursue the certainty of what is in 2025 and not what’s not.  Unless 2025 is Glory’s Dawn we can at best hope to love more as long as faith is a God-pleaser.  As 2024 fades, let’s be  dream-encrusted children.