Abba,
I have every reason to believe that Jesus of Nazareth observed this highest of holy days—the most awesome of the Days of Awe—to deeply introspect into what “sins” stood in the way of complete communion, of at-one-ment, with you. Yom Kippur as the climatic conclusion of Rosh Hashanah makes so very much sense that it is very puzzling to me why it never made its way into the Christian calendar of holidays. While it’s true that we almost have our ten days between Christmas and New Year’s they are hardly time spent focusing upon the nature of our relationship with you (celebrating the birth of the Christ into our world could come close to fulfilling such a function but you well know that is a far cry from the practical observance predominant in our contemporary culture). Forgive my digression that is so characteristic of the many things I’ve discovered that daily break the oneness with you that I truly strive for. Why is it so very true that the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak?
As this birthday of the world marks another anniversary of your magnificent, miraculous creation, I renew my declaration that I desire to genuinely be at one with you, and I will more earnestly repent of those things that I allow to get in the way. I am going to try very hard in the coming year to recognize each moment of life that is granted to me as the miracle it truly is, and to remember that this includes your children—all your children—with whom I share your gracious gift. I pray that I may become your faithful servant devoted to co-creating the New Day of your divine reign on Earth. Amen.
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