Peace and goodwill in 2018

This year is quickly slipping away. The sands of time sliding 
through the final hour-glass of 2017. We can’t rewind, can’t
live it again. It will be gone forever.

I think of things lost, and things gained. All the missed opportunities. Words I’ve said, and wished I hadn’t. The ideas for blog posts I’ve never got round to writing. All the ‘I wish I hads’, gone for ever. But I can remember good things too, treasured reminiscences. The triumphs, however great or small. The races run and won. The long lazy days of summer and the warm cosy evenings of winter, enshrined in memory.

So 2017 is on the brink of history, and for some it’s already gone and the New Year begun. (Thanks Sister Sue for New Year pictures from Down Under!)

So what hopes do I have for 2018? Peace and good will to all men ………. now where have I heard that before?

And my prayer for 2018 is almost the same as for last year – I’m still working on it!

Please God help me to use this new year better than I did the last. Help me to waste less, and live more. Help me think of others before myself, and be the good friend/parent/sister/grandma/auntie that I would like myself. Help me to be your hands, your feet and your voice to those around me. Amen




New Year thoughts

I watch as Big Ben solemnly chimes out the old year.fireworks-over-big-ben-at-midnight

Boom! – so 2016 is finally slipping away.
Boom! – twelve whole months over, never to be recovered.
Boom! – fifty-two weeks expired.
Boom! – days of sun and pleasure relegated to memory.
Boom! – sleepless nights of darkness forgotten.
Boom! – all the hours, minutes and seconds used up.
Boom! – big events relegated to history books,
Boom! – small events stored in my memory.
Boom! – how many births? To me a wonderful Grandson!
Boom! – and how many deaths? Too many.
Boom! – more birthdays come and gone.
Boom! – how much was valuable? How much wasted?
One extra second, gone in less than a breath.

Then, out of the ashes of the old year rises the phoenix of the new year, a clean slate, but full of colour, full of promise and expectation.

Please God help me use this new year better than I did the last. Help me waste less, and live more. Help me think more of others, and be the friend I would like myself. Help me be your hands and feet and voice to those around me.


I’m taking a pause from my Tasmania holiday diary, to wish all my friends and family everywhere a very Happy New Year 2013. We’ve just watched the Sydney and Melbourne fireworks (we channel hopped a bit), and I’d just like to point out that here in Australia we’ve beaten the rest of you to it 🙂 

Fireworks #1

Fireworks #1 (Photo credit: Camera Slayer)

Looking back. Looking forward.

This year is slipping away fast, with only a few hours still to go. In fact I’ve just received my first ‘Happy New Year’ text from family in Australia – as usual they’ve beaten us to it! But what about 2011? I know it’s not quite over, but was it a good year? Or was it all doom and gloom as the media would seem to suggest? Was your glass half empty? or was it half full? I’m sure we all made our fair share of mistakes, I certainly did; but have we truly learnt from them or will we be still carrying them with us into the new year?

And what about 2012, what hopes do we have, and what does it hold for us; as a world, in our local communities, and personally? Will we move into the new year with trepidation and fear for the future, or will we be marching in with a positive confident attitude, expecting things to go well?

As for me, I’m ready to start afresh in the new year, but I do want to take hold of all the good things I’ve done and learnt over the last year, step over with them into 2012, and continue to build on them.

I’ll finish this post by wishing all my friends, family and blog buddies a very happy and peaceful New Year.