Twilight Twitches

fetscherDear Family,
Here we are in the first Twitch for 2020. As I said above, Happy New Year!

The change of year, indeed the change of the decade gets me thinking about time. What have I done with mine? What do I want to do with the time I have left?

Somewhere in the early eighties, I remember thinking that in 2006 I would be 65. I couldn’t imagine what being 65 would feel like, much less getting to the year.

In those days the letter was called Midnight Musings because I stayed up later. As I aged the midnights became twilights.

Now here we are, a hop, skip and a jump later, and it’s 2020. Writing that number in the heading of this Twitch was mindboggling.

Once again, I’m writing this Twitch early to meet printing deadlines. It’s actually December 27th, the feast of St. John, Apostle and Evangelist. John is the only apostle who was not a martyr. Instead he lived to be very old. He took Mary into his house as Jesus asked him to do when John and Mary stood at the foot of the Cross.

John’s gospel is different from Matthew, Mark and Luke. Those three wrote about the “who, what, where, when” of the events of Jesus’ life. They parallel each other and that’s why they are called the “synoptic gospels,” syn = with, and optic = eye. Laid side by side they look alike.

John came much later. Everyone knew the ‘bio’ facts. John wanted to reflect on the ‘why.’ He had the time to do it, living probably 70 years after Jesus died. It’s uplifting to think he spent much of his time reflecting with Mary on just what it all meant. Who better than Mary could and would “ponder” on the meaning of her Son’s life, death and Resurrection?

That brings me back to Happy New Year!

I confess I wish it for myself as well as for all of you. For one thing, if you’re happy, I’m going to be happy. But before we slide off the page in paroxysms of happiness, I also realize that time brings hurts and heartaches. Each of you can make your own lists, everything from broken bodies to broken sewer lines.

If time has brought us challenges, time can also bring us solutions and healings. Jesus came into time to tell us that. We don’t live in God’s instant now. We are anticipating His timeless eternity.

While we live here, God offers us love. Sometimes it takes us a while to “get it.” Get what? The offer of love, of mercy, of compassion; the call to accept His gifts. Being Irish convinces me that getting it right will probably take me some time. So... you better believe I want to celebrate the gift of time, because I can use all I can get. Happy New Year means God extended the contract. Our merciful God does that sort of thing.

It’s been a while since I made any New Year’s resolutions. One advantage of a little age is that you can’t remember the resolutions you might have made. (...especially about diets.)

I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’ve been writing these little messages for 37 years. The task was tricky when I started. I had my IBM Selectric with lots of correction tape. But throughout it all, I realize I was reflecting on things I probably never would have considered if I didn’t have to write about them. So, I’ve been blessed not only with the job, but the time, to think, to grow, to change...

May time bless you as well with all the gifts the Lord has to offer. Happy 2020. Happy New Year!

In Him,
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