I have commented elsewhere that I am not aware that New Year commemorates anything in particular. It is an essential convenience for bookkeepers and tax accountants. We have turned it into an excuse for excessive exuberance and the cultivation of a false hope that somehow passing the date will interrupt the essential continuity of life. The seeds of 2022 were not just sown in 2021, but in 2020, 2016, 1860, 1776. 1492, and 346. Add years that seem significant to you while thinking about the ones I selected. Nothing magic there, just years whose seeds are still growing among us.
To be sure the last few years (not just two) have been particularly stressful in the US and even the world, but I am reminded of the line from the song "The Great Mandella" (1995 Peter, Paul and Mary). "It's been going on for ten thousand years." But I would suggest that 2022 will only be better if we think, talk, and work better together. I am afraid that wallowing in moaning about 2021 will only contaminate 2022. Yes, a hard time, but for those reading this (who have the luxury of a computer and internet connection) cultivating thanksgiving will grow more positive fruit in 2022.
1 Thessalonians 5.18: "Give thanks in all circumstances."
Psalm 50:14 "Offer to God a sacrifice of thanksgiving,"
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