This is the first of a new year. We are setting out on a journey of which we can have no knowledge in advance. The road is one on which we never have gone heretofore. We know not what any day will have for us, what our duties will be, what burdens shall be laid upon us, what sorrows we shall have to endure, what battles we shall have to fight. We cannot see one step before us. How can we know the way? As we sit in the quiet, this first evening, and ask the question, we hear an answer which is full of comfort, Jesus says to us, “I am the way.” All we shall have to do, therefore, will be to stay with Christ. He has made a way through the world for us. He has gone over all the journey and opened a road for us at great cost. He went over the way himself —we shall find his shoe-prints at every step. He has a definite way for each one of us. “Every mile of the journey he has chosen, and every place where I pitch my tent he has selected for me.
J. R. Miller (1840 – 1912)