I say this without despair - but with a realization that all the things that the Lord has been trying to teach man from the beginning of time, He, the Perfect Teacher is continuing to communicate to humanity. History repeats itself. Relationships struggle from the fall. Individuals learn to love God and live with one another in some way that isn't broken.
For me, there was no magical thing that happened at the stroke of midnight. In fact, at 11 pm here - my heart had already found 2008 when the magical thing called time crossed into the eastern time zone, and over the Blue Ridge Mountains that will forever be my home.
I welcome 2008 - with its love, laughter, hurts, lessons, trials, joy, heartache, and the stories it will write on the pages of time.
Happy New Year - for whatever its worth. May the love of the Lord dwell in your hearts and your homes for its duration.