a few hours more…


On Sunday we, as a church, were challenged to accept change. To crave change. There was more to it than that, but that is what sticks out in my mind two days later. Partly because I personally am not a supporter of Team Change and therefore change usually finds me dragging my feet, flailing my arms and crying like a baby. That’s the thing about change though, it doesn’t really matter if we like it, or if we’re ready for it, it happens anyway. 

Kids grow up. Leaves color. Temperatures warm and cool. The days shorten, the nights lengthen. Change happens and as cliché’ as it is true, life goes on. 

I stand on the precipice of change. When we moved here, those five months ago, I knew this. {And I mean personal change, not moving changes.} My husband and I have talked and talked, and talked about this. In small ways, these changes are starting. They happen. They are good things, scary things, but good ones. They require courage, as all good things should. Amidst the unsteady storms of changes in my own ship’s rocking sea though, fears get the better of me time and again. 

As much as I detest change, I should really loath fear. 

I’ve told this story before, but when I was fifteen I had a very vivid dream that I would never give birth to a baby, I would be divorced before I was twenty-five and I would die before my thirty-sixth birthday. At fifteen, thirty-six felt a lifetime away and hardly the most pressing of the three issues. When I was divorced at 23 and having a hysterectomy at 24, after seven miscarriages, I knew what was coming. I mean, how could I not? It sat there, FACT, in the back of my head. As that birthday drew closer, the knot in my gut grew larger, like a cancer of fear and all things bad. 

I’m 37. I am incredibly grateful. The approaching of my 36th birthday was one of the hardest journeys I’ve taken. I was really sick for about six months and both Chw and I were terrified of what it would lead to. And now that I’m past that horrible, fearful deadline, that fear had to have somewhere to go. It doesn’t just die with the lie that it grew within for so long. No, instead it becomes a new fear. Now, ever time something happens, this voice in the back of my head says “borrowed time, this is it.” So, several weeks ago when my doctor heard something wrong with my heart and ordered tests (the results I’ve been waiting 10 days for) that precipice of good change suddenly morphs into this breeding ground for potential fear induced possibilities… 

I read this morning, as I did my quiet time, about how God doesn’t need any permission or assistance to manipulate any situation when moving it to do what is best for us. How can I not take comfort in that? 

So that is where I am, this Tuesday morning… Embracing change. Good, or bad, I have a path and a journey…

Now, in about 45 minutes when I need another reminder or a great big slap upside the head? I guess we’ll see. 

5 thoughts on “a few hours more…

  1. This line was an AH-HA for me: “As much as I detest change, I should really loath fear.”
    You have had quite a journey of change….I’m hoping your most recent health scare is not so scary for you. Prayers for good news.

  2. Fear is something we all struggle with, but to have it go so deep must have been such a burden for you. I pray you lay it down and keep focusing on the truth – God has it all laid out and it’s all for your good.

    The list is a linky from Ann Voskamp who wrote 1000 Gifts. It’s her idea and her baby. I have been linking (when there is a link) every Monday for almost three years now?? Anyway, go to her place to read all about it. aholyexperience.com

  3. Oh, and I wanted to let you know if you don’t have an email address connected with your blog it comes through as noreplyblogger and I can’t reply directly to you. I don’t know how to change than wordpress, but it shouldn’t be too hard to do. I would love to reply directly to your comments on my blog. Thanks!

    1. You have a blogger right? Yeah I don’t know how to make it do that. I used to use blogger ages ago.

      I should have explained better :)
      I love 1000 gifts. I journal my list, like she did. I follow her monthly inspiration guide but do my own (since I read the book before she started giving them), I just didn’t want it to seem like I stumbled across your blog and then copied you if I blogged it too. It’s just such a GREAT idea!
      Isn’t Ann so inspiring?

      Thanks for your kind words! Transparency is tough sometimes!

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