New year is an illusion. There's nothing really in space that demarcates the point in the ever-so-slowly-changing ellipse where the Earth began rotating around the Sun. It is but a random day while Amihan's cool and rainless kiss still touches the mountains and rustles the leaves. What's the difference between January 1 and February 25 anyway? Tomorrow is just another day, but we choose to celebrate it anyway.
Yes, yes. I'm aware that historically, it's a pagan celebration. 1st day of the Gregorian Calendar, liturgical stuff of the Roman Catholics and Protestants alike, etc. But really, why don't we have circular calendars? Maybe even if we did, we probably'd just mark off the day at the exact top as "Day 1" just like we set the 12 on the clock as zero.
We like the rectangular calendars because we like to think that there are new beginnings. We like to think that one day, we can just change who we are and say "I won't do this anymore" or "I will do that starting now"or "I will become like this" or "I will be like that." We like to think that overnight, as we light fireworks up into the sky, our mistakes would just burn up to the sky and explode bright and suddenly turn into something pretty.
Oh, I do believe in new beginnings. That's why I'm here blogging anyway. I want to build a habit of writing and reading the Bible. But it's not that easy. Yes, people change, but we have to be real and work hard for it. It takes 9 months before babies are born, there were 6 days of creation, and 3 days before the resurrection. Was God idle during those times? Do sculptors or painters or potters snap their fingers to form a masterpiece? The Almighty God chose to work, and work also we should.
I guess I won't wait for tomorrow. Let me start now.
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