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I think every neighborhood has one of these kids - the “do over” kid. Normally he’s the “jolly” one. (Read = fat.) Our Do-Over Kid was Trevor. Most everybody liked Trevor most of the time. Mostly.

A play goes wrong, somebody thought they saw something but nobody else saw it, two feet in or just one… (by the way, we always played two feet in because to be a pro, you have to practice like one. Of course, not a one of us are now playing professional football so I really don’t know how much that really helped.)
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Trevor would be the first to holler “DO OVER!!!”

And while the Do-Over Kid is incredibly annoying at times, he sure did alot to avoid neighborhood brawls.

New Years I guess is our cultural “Do Over.” I find it refreshing/ironic to see the culture gasping and craving what Jesus already offers, every day, every hour - do-overs.

But “do-overs” are expensive. It costs pride, requires humility. When Trevor would holler “do-over”, the rest of us would have to agree that maybe we didn’t really know what really happened. A “do-over” meant that a mistake was made either in reality or perception and everybody was cool with starting over instead of arguing who was right and who was wrong.

New Years are like that. A Do-Over, and all of our resolutions are just lists of things we did wrong last year and we want to do-over this year.

So Happy New Year and thank Jesus that every day can be a Do-Over.