Wednesday, January 1, 2014

No Other Day Will Ever Be as Young for You as This Today

"When I said to myself, 'I can, 'I will,' a hundred experiences had taught me that it was not so. The clay does not suffice for the statue you intended to form with me....
"And love?... perhaps it is now no more than sorrow, the empty pain of disconsolate futility, the weariness that can no longer mourn.... I cast myself down at the feet of Life."
Hans Urs von Balthasar, Heart of the World
About ten days ago I drove my almost-thirteen-year-old niece nearly one hundred miles to return her to her mother's house before turning around right away and driving the same one hundred miles back in the other direction. At some point during that trip she said to me, "This year went so fast!" It seemed somehow wrong for these words to come from the mouth of one so young.

And here we are: more than a half-hour into another one. And already I have not done what I intended to do with those first thirty minutes.

So I will head to bed and begin again after the light returns.
"Today is your ... youngest day ... the newest, most childlike of days. No other day will ever be as young for you as this today, when eternal life has called you by name." (Hans Urs von Balthasar, Heart of the World)