New Year Baby
You see one every year, with puffy cheeks and diaper, often wearing a top hat with the new year emblazoned on the band. As the aged old year dies a natural death, this avatar of the new year takes over. We symbolize the dawning of a new year with a baby, an icon of hope and potential, but also one of vulnerability and immaturity. And this, I think, speaks to our ambivalence of the turning of the calendar. We are hopeful and we are guarded too.
My son, Simon, was baptized on New Year's Day as an infant. It was a good way to start a new year, baptizing a baby, for all the reasons mentioned above and more. The fact that we baptize infants is an act of audacious hope and resignation. In the act of baptism we recognize that while our choices matter, things are largely out of our control. We baptize not as a sign of our own power, but of our powerlessness and God's sovereignty.
A great deal is made of vows at baptism, just as we make resolutions at New Year's. I will lose weight. I will write more. I will budget better. I will resist evil. I will fight injustice. And so on. And we know what happens to those vows and resolutions, even in the best of circumstances and with the best of intentions. But the point of baptism and, I'd argue, the point of a new year is not what we do, but what God does.
When Simon was baptized it was after a horrible year of cancer and tough decisions. There was no guarantee that Simon would make it into this world alive or intact. The fact that he is at all is a miracle, a very humbling miracle. His baptism in a new year marked a new beginning of hope for us. I was overwhelmed in the sacrament with the realization that he does not belong to me. Nor is he his own. He belongs to God. As his parent I am his guardian, teacher, and steward, but never his owner.
Can we think the same of the New Year Baby in the same light? This new year does not belong to us. It is profoundly and ultimately God's. It's potential is tied up with our potential. It's vulnerability is also ours. But we are mistaken if we think we can call it our own, that we earned it somehow. This new year is a gift put into our charge for awhile and then taken away.
And so, with that, I wish you a blessed New Year. May it be holy.




"He who sings, prays twice." -
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