Sometimes on the journey of life we find ourselves completely alone. We can even be surrounded by lots of people, and yet still … be alone. If that’s where you’re at this Christmas, what does God have planned for you?

Now I know that this is not going to come as any great surprise to you but I have never been pregnant. Something (by the way) that I’ve often given thanks for because I’m your typical male – the idea of going through childbirth is something I can’t comprehend. Which is why, I guess, God didn’t leave it up to men to be mother’s – wise move God, wise move.

Anyway, back to Christmas, I’m trying to imagine what it was like for Mary who was pretty much full term to travel from Nazareth the Bethlehem for the census. We don’t think too much about it because these days the drive from A to B would take, umm, two to three hours I’m guessing; maybe four, if you took it slowly and you had a break for lunch along the way. You’d probably do it in a comfortable air-conditioned car although even then, let’s say a three to four-hour car ride wouldn’t be particularly the most delightful experience for a woman who was close to full term, would it now? But back then it was a one to two-week journey.

Tradition has it … if you believe all the paintings and drawings that Mary rode on the back of a donkey, of course, there’s no Biblical evidence for that, we’re not told how she got from Nazareth to Bethlehem. But for her sake, I’m hoping she was on a back of a donkey or riding in the back of a cart somewhere rather than walking the whole way because one thing’s for certain she wasn’t riding in an air-conditioned car.

My point is this … we often look back on the old, old Christmas story as though it’s a fable or a pantomime or, I don’t know what. It was so long ago and we’ve heard it so many times that we just have this two-dimensional view of what went on. Yeah, yeah Mary, Joseph, angels, shepherds, wise men, Bethlehem, manger, yeah all that jazz. And when we look at Christmas that way, it’s almost as though we’re closing our hearts off to the wonderful real, gritty, here and now things that God’s wanting to speak into our lives.

Mary and Joseph didn’t have an easy run of it. It was time for a census. The Roman emperor had decreed that it was time to do a people stocktake. And the way they did it back then (before marks sensing, computer readable census forms distributed to each household) was that you had to head back to your ancestral home and for Joseph that meant Bethlehem.

In those days a decree went out from Emperor Augustus that all the world should be registered. This was the first registration and was taken while Quirinius was governor of Syria. All went to their own towns to be registered. Joseph also went from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea to the city of David called Bethlehem because he was descended from the house and the family of David. He went to be registered with Mary to whom he was engaged and who was expecting a child. (Luke 2: 1-5)

See, the Romans were nothing if not efficient administrators. They, in fact, had a huge impact on the distribution of the Gospel after Jesus’ resurrection and ascension because of the road and port infrastructure that they’d built and the relatively peaceful and homogenous Roman Empire that dominated the known world at the time.

But on this occasion, as far as Mary and Joseph were concerned, they were being a right proper pain in the backside. Quite literally for Mary if she was fortunate enough to have travelled the journey on the back of a donkey. I imagine that if you or I had been Mary or Joseph, we would have had a few choice words and thoughts about the timing of this rotten, lousy census. Why now? What a pain! How inconvenient!

Mary is almost full term and she and Jo are travelling with a sea of humanity in all different directions heading for their ancestral homes, in their case that was Bethlehem.

Isn’t that how it feels when circumstances and events beyond us seem to dictate the course of our lives? Pretty frustrating, isn’t it? – inconvenient and sometimes, downright dangerous and hurtful.

But this census wasn’t just some random event. It wasn’t a happen chance thing. As with everything, God was in it because centuries before through the Prophet Micah, He had spoken to His people about their Messiah whom He would send who would be born in, yeah you guessed it, Bethlehem. Let’s take a look, Micah 5: 2-3:

But you O Bethlehem of Ephratah, who are one of the little clans of Judah, from you shall come forth for me one who is to rule in Israel whose origin is of old, from ancient days. Therefore he shall give them up until the time when she who is in labour has brought forth, then the rest of his kindred shall return to the people of Israel.

See, God had a plan. His plan was that Jesus, the bread of life as He later referred to Himself as, would be born in the town of Bethlehem, a word which literally means ‘the house of bread’. God’s plan was to speak powerfully to His people through the Words of Micah’s prophecy and through the fulfilment of that prophecy in the birth of Christ in Bethlehem.

My point is this … events are never random. Events that seem to roll over the top of your plans and your hopes and your dreams even never just happen by chance. Sometimes the most difficult and devastating events are the most powerful moves of God in our lives and through our lives and into the lives of other people around us. Of course, it never feels like it at the time. And rarely (if ever) does God give us the big picture if you will to explain what’s going on and what He’s up to when He’s doing that and letting these things happen to us.

But that doesn’t change the fact that God’s sovereign will is playing out right there and then. Psalm 135 verse 6 says:

Whatever the Lord pleases he does in heaven and on earth, in the seas and all the deeps.

So whatever that looks like in your life right now, remember your God is up to something good. I mean really good just as He was with Mary and Joseph even if they didn’t have the full picture.

I’ve called this series of messages leading up to Christmas – ‘Old Story, New Twist’. I did that for a reason because I know that this Christmas story, far from being some distant archaic tale of which pantomimes are born, is a gritty, real story of the journey of the Creator of the universe into the lives of men and women, into the lives of you and me.

And when we look at that old, old story from His perspective (from the vantage point of heaven’s balcony if you will), when we allow God by His Spirit and through His Word to guide us on that journey over the dusty trails that Mary and Joseph trod, we discover a God who is on that same dusty, difficult journey with you and me today.

Peter the Apostle in 1 Peter 5 and verse 7 said that we should:

Cast all our anxieties on God because he cares for us.

So whatever anxieties and discomforts and fears and disappointments you happen to be carrying around on your rocky road towards this Christmas – this God who is above all your circumstances, this God who is in all your circumstances, this God who sent you His Son to lighten your load wants to take your burdens from you.

So how about it? Is it time to hand all that stuff over to Him and to get on the journey and head towards Christmas with joy and anticipation and excitement in your heart? Because Jesus came for you, He came to set you free, He came to bring you forgiveness and a future and a certain hope and an eternity with Him.

That’s what He ushered in on that very first Christmas. And that, I reckon, is something definitely worth celebrating – Christmas.

Okay so we all know that bit in the Christmas story, where Mary and Joseph discover there’s no room at the Inn. But what was that like, and what does that have to say to you and me today? Because actually it wasn’t a happy time and it has rather a lot to say today.

I remember a few years back, my wife and I flew from Australia to the US, to Chicago, in fact. That’s a long flight, about twenty-four hours door to door. We had a room booked at a hotel on the Golden Mile in Chicago because I was speaking at an IT conference there and the conference organisers had set it all up for me.

In LA where we had to clear customs, we discovered that they’d lost Jacqui’s suitcase (along the way), fantastic. And then when we landed in Chicago, we had to part ways because I had to fly on for a couple of days to Minneapolis, St Paul. So the plan was Jacqui would catch a cab to the Chicago hotel and I would join her in a couple of days time.

Now, it was her very first trip to the US of A. She doesn’t do a lot of travel so heading to the hotel on her own was just a little bit daunting. So not only is her luggage missing but she has to find her own way to downtown Chicago and when she arrives, get this, she’s told, “No, sorry but the hotel is fully booked.”

“Hang on, there’s a conference here and my husband is the keynote speaker and the conference organisers have booked a room and …” Well, you can imagine her despair, right? She was ready to cry and she’s been travelling now for the last twenty-four hours so she’s exhausted. She’s alone in a foreign country, her luggage is missing and now they tell her there’s no room at the hotel.

Two hours it took to get it sorted. At one point they found a room but because the booking was in my name and not hers they weren’t going to let her have it. Fortunately, the hotel manager got involved and saner heads prevailed. We did, by the way, eventually find her luggage but that’s a whole another story.

Now, if you have any sort of heart beating inside you, you’ll be feeling a bit sorry for poor old Jacqui. A bit like a lost soul in a foreign land, all alone with waves of exhaustion and despair crashing all over her. For her fortunately, it all worked out.

But if I now take you back to the old, old story, the first Christmas story, there was a couple who rocked up to Bethlehem for whom things didn’t work out so well – Mary and Joseph. They’ve come down to Bethlehem from their hometown of Nazareth, up north. A few hours by car these days, as we saw yesterday but for them it’s been a one to two week journey by foot perhaps with the aid of a beast of burden to carry the full term, very pregnant, almost due Mary but perhaps not.

It’s a journey that makes our twenty-four hour flight from Sydney to Chicago look like sheer luxury by comparison. They’re tired, they’re exhausted, they’re ready to get to their room and dive into the jacuzzi and relax, but let’s pick up their story.

In those days a decree went out from Emperor Augustus that all the world should be registered. This was the first registration that was taken while Quirinius was governor of Syria. All went to their own towns to be registered, Joseph also went from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea to the city of David called Bethlehem because he was descended from the house and the family of David.

He went to be registered with Mary to whom he was engaged and who was expecting a child. While they were there the time came for her to deliver her child and she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth and laid him in a manger because there was no place for them at the inn. (Luke 2: 1-6)

Much of the nation of Israel was on the move at this time because of this wretched census ordered by the Emperor Augustus. So, there really was a convention in town when they arrived in that small village, as it was back then, the village of Bethlehem. They weren’t in downtown Jerusalem there on the Golden Mile but out of town in this hamlet. And frankly there weren’t a lot of five-star or even two or three star hotels available, those that were choc-a-block.

And so after, presumably, a few hours of schlepping around and discovering there wasn’t a room to be had anywhere some kind inn keeper, seeing Mary’s condition, offered them a shed out the back which housed animals. Now I don’t know, sheep, goats, maybe the odd cow if he was really wealthy.

Can you imagine how Mary’s heart sank when she entered that stable where she knew she would give birth? After that whole fanfare with the angel and falling pregnant, not the normal way but through the Holy Spirit? Hey, surely God was with her. Surely, God knew what was going on, His Son, the very Son of God is about to be born. “My son too!” Mary is thinking to herself and now I get a stinking stable?

Come on you women who have had children put yourself in Mary’s shoes, how do you feel? Not all that impressed, right? Your water’s break, the pain starts and you lie down on the floor of a stable that’s been pooped on and weed on by the assemblage of farm animals watching you give birth. Just fantastic.

I don’t know what you’re expecting of Christmas this year. It’s almost upon us and it’s supposed to be great. The world hypes it up as being a great celebration, Christians and Churches hype it up as being a great celebration. I don’t think that’s how it felt for Mary on that day and I know that’s not how it feels for a whole bunch of people today.

But let me tell you this … God was in that place with Mar. He was watching over her, He was with her and yes He chose a humble, uncomfortable place for His Son – the Son of God, the Creator of the universe, to be born as a man. God often chooses humble, uncomfortable places for His people. It’s just His way.

But no matter how uncomfortable it may be for you, no matter how God forsaken this place may seem in which you’ve found yourself, I want to tell you this, God is with you because Jesus on that first Christmas, Jesus came for you.

Do you remember what it was that the angel said to Joseph in his dream when he was explaining to him what had gone on with Mary falling pregnant? Matthew 1: 21-23:

‘She will bear a son’ said the angel, ‘and you shall call his name Jesus for he will save his people from their sins’. All this took place to fulfil what the Lord had spoken through the Prophet ‘behold the virgin shall conceive and bear a son and they shall call him Emmanuel which means ‘God is with us.

Jesus is God on the journey with us.

Back in Chicago when Jacqui stood negotiating with those difficult hotel employees over the counter, she no doubt felt incredibly alone, lost in a foreign land. Her husband off in another city, completely uncontactable.

Perhaps, as you face whatever it is you’re facing the same thoughts race through your mind as no doubt went through Mary’s when she lay eyes on that crummy, stinking stable for the very first time. Doesn’t God get it? How can He let this happen to me? Why doesn’t He fix it?

And so you’re sitting here on this Christmas Eve wondering even what Christmas is all about. If that’s you, if that’s a bit of what you’re feeling right now, then I have just one word for you from the Lord, “Emmanuel”. God is with you. You are never alone.

And though He may have chosen circumstances for you right now that you may not have chosen for yourself, on this day, on this Holy day, know this … your God is with you and that beautiful wondrous truth, this truth that we are celebrating right now, at this time that we call Christmas, that truth is something that nothing and nobody can take away from you.

Your God is with you.

Have you ever wondered what it would have been like to have been there on that very first Christmas when Jesus was born into this world? Like … sitting in that field with those shepherds. Just imagine …

There’s a bunch of guys in the Bible who I envy. Now I know what you’re thinking, the tenth Commandment:

You shall not covet your neighbour’s house. You shall not covet your neighbour’s wife or male or female slave or ox or donkey or anything else that belongs to your neighbour. (Exodus 20:17)

Yeah, we’re not supposed to envy or covet anything because it leads to some really bad behaviour. I get that. But hear me out.

If there was anyone I could have been with in the Bible, it would have to be those shepherds who were out there watching their flocks by night. We don’t quite know what night it was. But you have to gather by what the angel said to them that Jesus had already been born so I prefer to think of it as Christmas night. Only to them, sitting there in the field watching their sheep, it wasn’t Christmas night at all. It was just another night at the office doing what shepherds did. It was a mundane part of their lives. They may have been enjoying the evening. They may not have been enjoying the evening. It doesn’t matter. They were doing what shepherds did out there on the side of a hill somewhere just outside Bethlehem.

The sun had gone down like it goes down every night. And tomorrow morning the sun was going to come up again, like it did every morning and nothing much changed in between. Maybe the moon was out, maybe not. And in the absence of the bright light and the pollution you and I have to put up with these days, the Milky Way was spread across the firmament in all its glory and all was well with the world.

That’s the picture, that’s what was going on. But on that particular night God had a plan to break into this world in the most amazing and spectacular way.

In that region there were shepherds living in the fields keeping watch over their flock by night and then an angel of the Lord stood before them and the glory of the Lord shone around them and they were terrified but the angel said to them, ‘Don’t be afraid for see I am bringing you good news of great joy for all people. To you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour who is the Messiah, the Lord.’

‘This will be a sign for you, you will find a child wrapped in bands of clothing and lying in a manger’. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of heavenly hosts praising God and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest heaven and on earth peace among those whom he favours.’

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven the shepherds said to one another, ‘Let’s go down to Bethlehem and see this thing that’s taken place which the Lord has made known to us’. So they went with haste and they found Mary and Joseph and the child lying in a manger.

When they saw this they made known what had been told to them about this child and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds told them but Mary treasured all these words and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned glorifying and praising God for all that they’d heard and seen as it had been told to them. (Luke 2: 8-20)

I often wonder how I would have reacted had I been with those guys on that starry starry night. I wonder how I would react if that happened to me tonight at home or on the way back from work or whatever mundane thing I happened to be doing tonight. Because for me, the idea of a cosmic light show and angels filling the sky and all that jazz, well for me, it’s pretty easy to believe because it happened at a nice safe distance of two thousand or so years ago. Because you and I have watched the kids Christmas pantomimes so many times and sung the Christmas carols so many times, it’s become part of our psyche that this thing with the shepherds actually happened. We accept it pretty much without thinking.

But bring it back to reality and how would we cope if it happened to us here and now or if we’d been back there with the shepherds’ back then sitting in that field on that night. I think I would be petrified like they were to start with. It would be so unexpected, so out of this world, so impossible and yet there they were and it was happening to them and God broke into their world in this startling ‘in your face’ kind of way.

You know something? I believe that that’s what God wants to do today in your world and mine. I believe God wants to shake us out of our comfortable little Christmas ritual, our ‘business as usual’ approach to Christmas and get right in our faces and say, “Don’t you realise what this Christmas thing is all about? Today, I’m bringing you good news for unto you a Saviour has been born for you.” And the reaction He’s looking for out of you and me is the reaction that the shepherds had.

Because when the angels had left them and gone into heaven the shepherds said to one another, “Well, what are we going to do? Why don’t we go down to Bethlehem and see what has taken place that which the Lord has made known to us.” So they went with haste, they didn’t dawdle; they went with haste. They found Mary and Joseph and the child lying in the manger. When they saw this, they made known what had been told to them about this child and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds told them.

God wants us to come to Jesus for ourselves – to worship Jesus for ourselves, to tell the world what we’ve seen. Imagine His frustration, His great frustration when He sees people, like you and me, just going through the motions at Christmas time. Imagine how that makes Him feel when on that first Christmas, He gave to you and He gave to me the single most precious gift that has ever been given in all of human history.

So how about it? Will you grab onto this Christmas present with both hands? Will you come to Jesus and worship Him? Will you rejoice at what you’ve seen? Will you tell people what you’ve seen? Will you let Christmas impact your heart in the most miraculous way? Well, will you or are you just going to do the same old Christmas ritual this year like you’ve done for the past umpteen years?

Because here’s the thing, one day Jesus is coming back. One day, Jesus will return to this earth and when that happens it will make the cosmic light show that the shepherds experienced look like a little sideshow, I’m telling you. When Jesus ascended back into heaven this is what happened:

So when they’d come together they asked him, ‘Lord is this the time when you’ll restore the Kingdom of Israel?’ And he replied, ‘It’s not for you to know the times or the periods that the Father has set by his own authority but you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you and then you’ll be my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea, in Samaria and even to the ends of the earth’.

When he had said that as they were watching, he was lifted up and a cloud took him out of their sight. While he was going and they were gazing up towards the heaven suddenly two men in white robes stood by them. They said, ‘Men of Galilee, why do you stand looking up towards the heaven? This Jesus who has been taken up from you into heaven will come again in the same way as you saw him go into heaven. (Acts 1: 6-11)

See, that’s going to happen one day, just as unexpectedly as the angels appeared before those shepherds, just as unexpectedly as Jesus slipped into the world the first time. One day this Jesus is coming back to judge the living and the dead. One day He will break back into our physical world just as unexpectedly as He did back then. Only this time there will be no mistaking Him, this time He will come just as He left, in amazing glory to gather His own unto Himself.

So as yet another Christmas slips by, I’m going to ask you this … are you ready? Because one day Jesus is coming ready or not. And with all my heart, I want to wish you and those whom you love the most radically wonderful Christmas you have ever had.

Next week when Christmas is done and dusted, we’ll be in recovery mode. Out with the old year, in with the new … but, there are some things we need to get sorted in this year that’s fast slipping away, before we can grab hold of next year with both hands.

At this time of year, we’ve all experienced those different emotions at different times so let’s spend a few minutes looking back on the year that’s just been. And perhaps a few minutes looking forward at what might be in the coming year.

Christmas is such an incredibly special time because it marks a new birth, bringing a new life into this world is singularly the most special and privileged thing we can ever do. Any parent will tell you that, particularly the mother’s in our midst, it’s just so special. And it’s that new birth that I want to revisit with you today because Christmas is a time to remember that in Christ you and I have a new birth, a rebirth if you will. And there are a few people today I know that need to experience that rebirth for themselves because you’re wallowing in the regrets of the past. In the regrets perhaps of things that could have been but weren’t, in the regrets of the things that shouldn’t have been but were.

But in Christ, something special happens. It’s a new birth and for many, even for those who heard Jesus talk about it, it wasn’t an easy thing to get a handle on.

See there was a Pharisee named Nicodemus, a leader of the Jews. He came to Jesus by night and said, ‘Rabbi we know that you’re a teacher who’s come from God for no one can do these signs that you do apart from the presence of God’. And Jesus answered him, ‘Very truly I tell you that no one can see the Kingdom of God without being born again.

Nicodemus said to him, ‘How can you be born after growing old? Can one enter a second time into the mother’s womb and be born?’ And Jesus answered, ‘Truly, I tell you no one can enter the Kingdom of God without being born both of water and of spirit. What is born of the flesh is flesh, what is born of the spirit is spirit.’

‘Do not be astonished that I say, ‘You must be born from above’, the wind blows where it chooses and you hear the sound of it but you don’t know where it comes from or where it’s going. So it is with everyone who is born of the spirit’. (John 3: 1-8)

See, that new birth is about a new start in life. You’ve heard the term being born again Christian. Some people roll their eyes when they say it. They use it as a form of derision but Jesus means it for real. Jesus means it as a new start, as a complete rebirth, a fresh start, the slate wiped clean through faith in Him.

Every now and then when I’ve had a really long day, I’m one of these crazy early starters, so in the late afternoon I might have a short nap and a shower to freshen up. And I come out of the bedroom into the living room and I say to my wife, “Ah, I feel like a new man.”

In a sense that’s what Jesus is talking about because our faith in Him doesn’t just bring forgiveness, it brings that ‘new man’ feeling as He wipes away all our sins and all the regrets and all the consequences of the past. See, new birth equals new start equals new life. When you’re born again, the old life doesn’t matter anymore, it’s completely meaningless because your slate has been wiped clean.

The Apostle Paul put it this way, he said:

If anyone is in Christ there is a new creation. Everything old has passed away. See, everything has become as new. (2 Corinthian 5:17)

So right at this special time of the year, I believe that God wants to give you a new start by reminding you that if you’ve accepted Jesus as your Saviour and your Lord, then you are a new creation, completely new. And the result of that, is that everything old is gone. It’s completely wiped away which makes it completely irrelevant to you today and to all your tomorrow’s.

The powerfully operative word in this little verse is the short word ‘see’. Lets listen to it again, 2 Corinthians 5:17.

If anyone is in Christ there is a new creation. Everything old has passed away. See, everything has become new.

God is imploring you to look at your life through His eyes. SEE! See that the effect of the new birth that you have in Jesus Christ means that EVERYTHING has become new. The past is gone, forgiven and done and dusted.

Now, you can look forward to the New Year ahead in a completely new way, completely uninhibited and unconstrained by the failures and the hurts and the losses and the regrets that you have over your past. Completely unaffected by your low self-esteem, completely unaffected by nasty hurtful things that people have said to you and done to you because by the miraculous power of your complete rebirth in Christ through the Holy Spirit – you are a completely new creation. And as a result of that, everything in your life, everything in your world has become new. SEE!

Nicodemus found that hard to believe and hard to understand. You and I can find that hard to believe and hard to understand. But your God wants you to live your life as though the slate of your past has been wiped clean. Because you know something? If you believe in Jesus, it has and what lies ahead of you is a completely new life full of exciting God-type possibilities and amazing things that God wants to do to bless you. And to let His blessing flow out through you into this parched land of people who are in desperate need of a Saviour.

To Israel, His chosen people, at the end of seventy years in captivity as slaves in Babylon, He said this:

‘For surely I know the plans I have for you,’ says the Lord, ‘plans for your welfare and not for harm, to give you a future with hope. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me and I will hear you. When you search for me you’ll find me. If you seek me with all your heart I’ll let you find me’ says the Lord, ‘And I will restore your fortunes and gather you from all the nations and all the places where I’ve driven you’, says the Lord, ‘And I will bring you back to the place from which I sent you into exile. (Jeremiah 29: 11-14)

Do you see? Are you looking? Are you hearing? Do you perceive what God is saying to you through His Word today?

God has great plans for you and those plans are about your future. And He has made all provision for you through Jesus, to wipe your slate clean and to restore you and to bless you. And all He needs now is just one thing … He needs for you to take His Word into your heart, to believe it, to act on it as though it’s true. Because you know something? It really is.

And if you choose to step out into your future, a future that maybe would have been otherwise constrained by regrets and hurts from the past. But if you choose now to step out into your future knowing that the regrets of the past are completely wiped away – completely gone, completely irrelevant – if you choose to believe God and take Him at His Word and believe that you can live your life from this day forward on the basis of what God is saying about you is true, then what you’re in fact doing is stepping out into your own rebirth.

Christmas is a time of celebration of new life – the life of Jesus who slipped into this world to set captives free, to bind up the broken-hearted, to bring Good News to the poor. This Jesus, He came for you, He came to set you free, He came to bind up your broken heart, He came to bring you Good News and this is the Good News that I bring to you today.

Today is the beginning of a new life – a life of freedom and a life of joy and a life of power and yes a life of sacrifice. A life that is so much more than any of us could have ever dreamed.

This past year is done and dusted and in Christ you can leave behind. This New Year is full of possibilities, full of potential and in Christ, you can step out into it with the confidence of knowing that you’ll be playing your small part in Gods mighty plan.

Hey, if that’s not Good News, tell me what is.

Here we are in that funny little week between Christmas and New Year.  A time for looking back and a time for looking forward.  So – looking back on it, how did this year go?

It’s great that you can join me again today, right here, on A Different Perspective. I always think that this week between Christmas and New Year, it’s an interesting week. The big rush leading up to Christmas, well, that’s over. Christmas Day is gone and New Year’s Eve is almost upon us. The days are ticking down and another year’s over with yet a new one just about to begin.

For many of us this week is a week of rest – a time to reflect on the year that’s just been. Where did the time go? Here we are at the end of another year, already.

If I were to ask you, ‘What sort of a year did you have?’ How would you answer? I mean looking back, really, what sort of year did you have? If you had to sum up your year and compare it to all of the other years you’ve lived, where would it land on the scale of things?

My year, well, it started off for me in India. It was in a dusty, poor village, visiting a school there for the Dalit children, the untouchables. Kids who would never had received an education except for the Christian ministry that gave it to them. Beautiful, wonderful kids and I had a great privilege to baptise fifteen new believers in Jesus right there in the middle of India.

The thing that really sticks with me from that trip right at the beginning of this year was standing in the middle of one of the poorest parts of this village. It was dusty. There were little huts. The floors were of dirt. The bathroom was this black little plastic thing wrapped around a few sticks with bucket right in the middle of the village. And when I said, “Where’s the toilet?” Well, the answer was, “This”.

At a certain time of the day, the men would go out and use the fields as a toilet. And at certain times of day, the women would go out and use the fields for toilets. There was an old man there with a crutch and he had sores on his leg. The people were so poor – no water, no health, an incredibly low life expectancy. And I stood there in the middle of this little village trembling, shaking. It was all I could do not to cry at the condition these people lived in.

That set the scene for me for the New Year, the context.

On a global scale, this year has been a year where millions of children have died of starvation. It’s been a year of terrorism, of wars, of bombings – people dying needlessly because of their hatred of others and not just hatred but neglect.

While those of us who live in the affluent west, by and large, have plenty, countless others are going without. I wonder how people would feel who lost a loved one this year in a war through terrorism? My heart goes out to them.

What I’m talking about here is the whole issue of balance and perspective, millions of children. Imagine being a parent of at least one of the kids that died or the brother or the sister or the aunty or the uncle of just one. Now, multiply that misery by millions – it’s just inconceivable; the amount of pain and suffering and hurt and loss.

Now, it’s one thing to talk about that global scale, that macro, the big geopolitical forces that are out of our control. But the global scale is the sum of seven and a half billion or so individual stories, isn’t it? People just like you and me, people who’ve had a good year or a bad year or maybe an appalling year.

So how was your year? On a scale of one to ten, how will you rate this last year for you? The question is: what scale or measure should you use?

The first one that we could always use is the scale of pain.

If you’ve suffered the loss of a loved one, if you’ve suffered some terrible injustice, if you’ve seen someone die in your life, if you’ve been retrenched or if your marriage has fallen apart or if your kids have ended up on drugs, if something like that has happened in your life this past year, it doesn’t matter how well everything else in your life went, chances are, you’d rate this year as pretty terrible.

It’s a funny thing. A job could be going well, we can have enough food to eat, we can be healthy but we lose a loved one or a relationship breaks down, just one bad event and grief overwhelms us. I mean, who knew something like some of these bombings in Iraq would be going on? If you knew someone who was killed in a car accident, that sort of really bad event that makes for a terrible, terrible year, doesn’t it?

But what about if we don’t have that really bad event? What if we didn’t have one of those, praise God, this year. What measure would you use then to assess how your life has gone this year?

It’s a funny thing. It’s a general level of satisfaction, maybe. We kind of look at our relationships and our family and our work and our finances, some really exciting things may have happened. Maybe we renovated the house or you bought a new car.

Then there’s the spiritual dimension. We somehow lump all those things together and then we say, ‘Well, on a scale of zero to ten, I had a six or I had an eight or I had a two’.

Now, you might be thinking, “Berni, why are you looking back?” Well, my hunch is that mostly, we live life day-by-day and we don’t really think about it. It just ticks by. The minutes, the hours, the days, the weeks, the months, then the years and then it’s the end of the year. And all that time when we’ve been doing what we did just to get by. We shouldered our responsibilities. We went to work, we brought money in, we put food on the table, we kept the house running and then we reacted to situations.

Good situations, we reacted with joy. Bad situations, we reacted badly (sometimes) and we lump all of that into a bit of a holiday and entertainment and escape and rest and that’s it. That’s life, isn’t it? This is kind of how it all plugs together.

But hang on, where is it all going? What does it all mean really? Is life just slipping away like each little grain of the sand in the hourglass or is our life meant to make a difference?

This week on A Different Perspective, I think we need to look back before we can look forward – to take stock, to take inventory.

If you’ve got a piece of paper and if you drew a line down the centre and if on the left hand side, you had a column for all the pluses, all the positives, all the wonderful things. And on the right hand side, you wrote all the negatives, the red side of the ledger, all the bad things that happened. I wonder what that would look like. I wonder whether that wouldn’t be a useful exercise for you to do.

Tomorrow on the program, we’re going to be looking at the things that maybe we would have done differently. So I encourage you to get that bit of paper, to list down the good, the bad and the ugly. And let’s have a chat again tomorrow about some of the things that we could have done differently.

The Apostle Paul, a few thousand years ago, in one of the letters that he wrote that’s recorded in the New Testament called 1 Corinthians. He says this, chapter 7, verse 29.

Our time is short.

His point is that we really need to make it count. We need to use our time wisely. We need to have a life that makes a difference.

I think this funny little week between Christmas and New Year, when we have one eye looking back and one eye looking forward. Isn’t it a great time to sit down, to take a blank piece of paper, to draw a line down the centre and have the pluses on one side and the minuses on the other? And just think about the life that you’ve been living this last twelve months. Just think and reflect upon the year and what’s gone.

We can’t change what’s been. We can’t go back and undo something that we did or redo something that we would have loved to have done differently.

But I will tell you that looking forward – time is short. How long do you have left on this earth? Ask yourself, how long do I have left, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year, ten years, fifteen years, twenty, forty years? How many more Christmases? How many more New Years? How many more birthdays? Answer is: we just don’t know.

Time is short! Your life – the way that you live, the things that you do, the stuff that you spend your energies on – will they count? Will they make a difference? And what measure do you apply to say, “Well, last year was a great year?”

My theory is that as each of us reflects on the year that’s just been, we’ll all discover some blessings that God gave us along the way.