How does one deal with old ghosts?
Stuff them in chinks in the wall to keep the cold winter away?
Pour kerosene on a pile of them, then toss on a match?
Set them up in chairs around the house, and give them books to read, like they were just part of the furnishings?
Pretend that they aren’t there, glaring at you with bloodshot eyes, breathing heavily on your neck?
Flaunt them by introducing them to people, patting them on the back, and calling them, “old friends”?
Offer them a cold beer, and commiserate over old memories together?
You wish you could escape them, but you can’t. No matter where you go you’ll always be collecting new ghosts, that will turn into vintage ghosts quickly enough.
It’s not hopeless, even if you’ll never be able to brush all the last, wispy ghost shreds off your clothes. Remember, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.” Happy New Year, and don’t fear old ghosts, or the new ones to come — our Lord is sovereign over all.
Coram Deo~
