Provisions for the New Year

We are all being handed something very special: a “brand, spanking-new” New Year with which to do some very extraordinary things. OR not. It’s really up to us!
 
Newness is something that is very popular in our American culture. Who doesn’t enjoy that “new car” smell, that fresh out of the box aroma of a new pair of leather shoes, or the feel of that cashmere sweater you just opened? New Year’s resolutions have that new car smell at the moment. Our resolve is high to make this year different than other years. But, truth be told, the average time between the moment we make our resolutions and the moment of their demise is a sad three weeks. By that time all the newness has been aired out of them, and they become mere chores. It’s one of the reasons I don’t make resolutions.
 
Instead, I’d like to offer us a different focus for our New Year’s enthusiasm. Let’s focus on
provisions for the journey. We’re also a culture that, when faced by the unknown, likes to stock up on what we need. Often in life, you will see people “stocking up” for the possibility of the unknown. I’ve often been fascinated why during the pandemic so much toilet paper was
required!
 
So, my question for you is this: What are the most important “provisions” you will need for
the journey? When you think about the most challenging times in your life, what are the most
important things that have tided you over? Personally, I can think of some precious things that have gotten me through. The majority of these things take up little or no physical space, which make sense because Jesus always encouraged His disciples to travel light. In Mark 6:8-9, Jesus “charged them to take nothing for their journey except a staff; no bread, no bag, no money in their belts; but to wear sandals and not put on two tunics.” His point was to focus them on clearly seeing the most precious provisions of all: other people and the presence of God in those people. Of the most precious things on my journey, I count the kind presence of friends and parishioners in dark hours. I stockpile in my mind the sound of their voices. I also hoard up those moments when I have been transported by beauty far beyond the ordinary: The ring of truth in Scripture; a perfect poem; a word of wisdom from a spiritual master; those transcendent moments when I hear the voice of God through music or song. You know these encounters when you experience these soul-stirring moments.
 
These are my provisions for the times the wind blows. So, at the beginning of this new journey of 2026, as you put away your toilet paper, I ask you to contemplate this: who and what are the real provisions of your life? Think of them and tuck them away in that special part of your heart that you reserve for precious things.