Happy New Year?
I sometimes feel that I live in a different world than those people I see around me. Is that because I’m a stranger to this world? A pilgrim en route to another destination?
I’d like to think that I have a good walk with God, but I’m not that proud, haughty, or “holy”. Still, things happen around me, seemingly in a whirlwind. Nevertheless, I feel “steady on”. Sometimes, it is almost as though I cannot relate to those around me.
Why would someone stand in Times Square for 10 hours with the temperature at 19° and a windchill around 2° in order to watch a ball drop at midnight and then actually say it’s fun? Are they lying? Maybe I just don’t know how to have fun?
I often try to be accepting of the views others hold. After all, it is what makes us all unique and diverse. God created us that way which must mean it is both intentional and good. For me, fun is something different.
Perhaps they were having “fun” because they were loaded? I don’t get that either. Maybe I never found my limits with regard to alcohol. But I know from experience, that overdoing the alcohol doesn’t lead to “fun”. It leads to time spent in front of a porcelain fixture.
Perhaps I’m just an old fuddy-duddy. I’ve been subject to drug and alcohol testing at work for many years now. The effort required to “plan” when it is okay to have a drink just isn’t worth it to me. So, I basically abstain.
Years ago, my wife and I brought back several liters of rum from our honeymoon in the Caribbean. Finally we just threw the stuff out. We never thought of drinking it when it was an appropriate time.
Note to self: Add “have a drink” to To Do list for next vacation. See if it is “fun” and report back.
So, coming back to the point, I sat on the couch, carefully wrapped up in an afghan (more to commiserate with those poor folks in New York than because it was cold here), remote in hand, and listened to Dick Clark carefully slur in the New Year. I think that whoever coughed up the five million dollars for that ball paid way too much!
Perhaps I’m just grumpy because my wife and child are at grandma’s.