That evening, at sundown, they brought to him all who were sick or possessed with demons. And the whole city was gathered together. And he healed many who were sick with various diseases, and cast out many demons. In the morning, a great while before day, he rose and went out to a lonely place, and there he prayed. And Simon and those who were with him followed him, and when they found him, they said to him, “Everyone is searching for you.” He answered, “Let us go on to the next towns, that I may proclaim the message there also; for that is what I came to do.” And he went throughout all Galilee, preaching in their synagogues and casting out demons. Mark 1:32-39
2018 was a year of contemplation for me.
Several short weeks ago, as the beginning of a New Year approached, I found myself reflecting on many things; not only which had taken place this particular year, but throughout my lifetime. I realize many people often do this, especially at a close of the year or at a milestone event; but truthfully, I have generally avoided this practice.
Yes, I reflect. Yes, I look back with great fondness on the joy. Yes, I grieve over any disappointments. And yes, I even grow a little introspective.
But I’ve have never really enjoyed contemplating what it all has meant.