Between Christmas & New Year

The week between Christmas and New Year’s Eve has always been an odd week in my head. Standing on the brink of a new year. But, I suppose my question would be, “Why don’t we feel we stand on the brink everyday?”

There are a few reasons behind this inquiry: 1) Nothing keeps wicked man out of Hell at any one moment save the pleasure of God. Thus we dangle on the brink of eternal punishment. 2) There is no guarantee of our next breath, thus we stand on the brink of death. 3) Everyday is a new day and every night its eve, thus every morning we are on its brink.

But there are no ‘resolutions’ for new days only new years; there are no (at least very limited) contemplations of one’s eminent death; and there certainly are no thoughts of God justly damning one. Yet the truth of the matter remains, these three ideas coupled together must create some sort of feeling or persuasive thought within one moving one to action or change, right?
If every day is new and there is no assurance of the next breath and there is only God’s pleasure standing between eternal just damnation and one, should not one use every moment of that unsure breath during that uncertain day to avoid that awful punishment?

But the catch is that no one is capable of being good enough to sway God’s pleasure enough to swing one away from that brink of eternal damnation. Then our situation is utterly helpless and hopeless, so reason would suppose.

But God who is rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us sent his Son in the condescended form of man to bear that eternal punishment so justly deserved by those that stand on its brink. Therefore no longer do the redeemed dangle on the brink of eternal punishment rather they stand on the brink of eternal joy in God. And every new day with all its uncertainty and every breath with all its flavor of a gift becomes the fan for the flame of joy in God.