Today is the last day in June. Tomorrow begins the second half of 2013.
I’m still shaking my head that it’s three years into the second decade of the new millennium. I just was swatting Y2K bugs yesterday it seems. And here it is, June 30. Time to flip the calendar again.
It’s midnight time, the moment between first and last — first half of the year and last half of the year. I’ve written about this time before. I avoid the confusion of 12 a.m. and 12 p.m. whenever possible and aim to say noon and midnight instead. But midnight remains problematic. When it’s midnight, it is still today? Or is it tomorrow?
The book and movie “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil” alludes to this dilemma of straddling two places or neither one, in the case of the garden, the place of good and the place of evil.
So now is like that. It’s a hinge, a place in the middle, a changing room … it’s midnight.
Midnight moments call for faith. I am reminded of the scene in “Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade” where Indy steps off the cliff into nothingness. He lands on a walkway that was there the whole time, he just couldn’t see it.
Faith is walking up to the edge of a cliff and stepping off knowing that one of two things will happen: A bridge will form beneath our feet, or we will learn to fly.