Change. It is on the horizon. Our oldest will soon have her driving permit. Our youngest just became a teenager. We’ve been told colleges are already seeking out student athletes in our daughter’s sport. Our other daughter is already making decisions for high school. Change isn’t taking place with just them. It’s taking place in my husband's and my life as well.
He is potentially getting ready for a life change; one that is welcome, but changes no less. I’ve recently (like last week recent) taken on another new role in my career, absorbing time from my schedule I had sort of already anticipated, thanks to the Holy Spirit. I enjoy change, but not necessarily the “EXTREME MAKEOVER” kind of change, where everything happens all at once, forcing priorities to be rearranged and reconsidered. I mean, it’s fun to watch on TV because no one likes to wait to see the transformation, but that kind of change in real life is kind of crazy!
Sometimes, when I stop for a moment to think about it all, it gets to be overwhelming. The “old me” kind of flips out a bit and I apparently “short circuit”, tempted to rely on former coping mechanisms. Then, it’s like I have to slap myself in the figurative face a few times and remind myself, “You are NOT that lady anymore. She is gone because you have been changed by the power of God. Do not go back there. As much as others like to remind you they never thought in a million years you would be here, be grateful a million times over YOU ARE.”
And then I want to cry. One, God IS SO GOOD. Two, life as I’ve known it is really about to change. Three, it is both exciting and terrifying sometimes to have what was “out there” for so long, suddenly be close to home, if not sitting pretty, right in the backyard ready to skip its way right into the corridor of our home. Then I’m reminded, we’ve been prepared for this. All these years of learning and growing, this is where it’s time to live.
I’ve sensed for several weeks now God whispering this idea that I have been in His heavenly classroom for the past four to five years. Goodness gracious, so much has been learned. Things I wish I would have known growing up, or at the very least as a teenager. Life might have been a bit different. But it wasn’t, and I’m OK with that. The knowledge gleaned (or should I say imparted) in the past several years may now be shared with our daughters, not through test and lecture, but by being given the opportunity to experience through application and living.
As I expressed at the beginning of the year, my heart for 2017 is “this is His year”. I pray I keep my arms wide open and live saying “here You go Lord, it’s all yours… marriage, children, career, aspirations, body – my life is Yours!”
Will you join me in prayer for the season I’m about to enter? One of the most important lessons I’ve learned from the divine classroom is after first needing Him in my life, I truly need the support, prayers, and words of encouragement when life gets sticky and I’m tempted to approach new life opportunities, with outdated habits.
Take care and God bless!
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