There’s just something that is so refreshing about waking up to a pristine blanket of snow … covering everything. In the last hours of Valentine’s Day, many of us experienced the angelic anomaly that is South Texas snow. As we gazed into the dark heavens, we beheld the glory of ice crystals clumped together in tiny families, illuminated by street lights and the like. And when we awoke from what seemed like a mid- February night’s dream, our hopes were confirmed by the wonderful sight of a world bathed in white. Yet, I think the thing that delighted my soul the most about this unusual sight was how it seemed to reset everything. There were no footprints. There was no evidence of the past … only a bright future waiting to be jumped in, rolled in and formed into snowmen and snow angels.
I know a good number of friends and family who desperately long for a great reset in their lives. I can relate, and I’m pretty sure that you can, too. There are days and nights where I just wish I could somehow push the reset button on my life and start all over. It’s not that I regret all of my decisions … or relationships. But there are times when the weight of the past seems to drown the present because it simply seems to outweigh the promise of the future. The truth, however, is that we can all have a great reset … just in a different way.
There’s been a lot of talk, especially among conspiracy theorists, about the “Great Reset.” Though there are undoubtedly influential people who are advocating a financial reset to the world economy, whether this is part of some vast sinister plot to enslave mankind remains to be revealed. I used to be big on talking about big stuff like that. But as I have meditated deeply on the meaning and ministry of life, I just keep coming back to one main conclusion. The true power is in the small things, primarily what you can control in your own life. So much of our current culture seems obsessed about cancelling and crucifying celebrities via the sniper bullets of social media. I am so done with all of that. I’m not saying that people shouldn’t be held accountable. There is a time and place for that. But what I’ve witnessed at an alarming rate is how people appoint themselves as judge, jury and executioner all from their armchair quarterback seat. And the worst part of all of this is how redemption isn’t anywhere on the docket. There’s no path to penance offered, and the oil of grace seems to have all but dried up. Look, if you really do the hard and honest work of confronting your demons, your past, and your overall jacked up self, you will find it impossible to rob others of their redemption. The only way you wind up on the pretentiously pious mountain of judging others is because you don’t even know yourself.
You see, when you participate in the miraculous mission of transforming yourself, you will find that it only ever truly happens with grace that comes from far beyond yourself. And when you receive that gift, a subtle snow starts to fall not only on your yard but on every soul that lives near you. May we all learn that the Great Reset begins only when we choose to forgive ourselves and our neighbors.