He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in its season and it’s leaf does not wither; and in whatever he does, he prospers. Psalms 1:3 NASB
By: Gretchen Speer
I rearrange my furniture almost every week. My husband left the living room for a few minutes tonight and when he came back everything was on the opposite side of the room from where it started.
Me: “Why What?”
Derek: “Why did you change it again? I liked how it was!”
Me: “Because I like change! This is a creative outlet for me.”
Derek: “I just want peace in here.”
My poor husband, I do like change. I change my purse several times a week, even if I’m perfectly happy with the one I’m carrying. Change is good; it’s a fresh start, a new adventure…right?
Right. Well, Sometimes.
Other times, not so much. There are two big changes happening soon in my life. While they are technically good, I still find myself hit with sadness, wishing I could slow time and keep these changes from happening.
The first big change is that my younger daughter is graduating from preschool soon and starting kindergarten in the fall. It feels so weird to me that I won’t be walking her in the small familiar building to be greeted by a teacher that has known and adored her since she was born. This teacher had both of my daughter’s older siblings as students and has been her teacher for the last two years. They have a very sweet relationship.
Even as I’m writing this a familiar pang of sadness hits me. She is growing up-change is inevitable, but I don’t feel ready to embrace it.
The second change is that I am stepping down as the Coordinator of our MOPS group. This is a group that I helped start 6 years ago, served as the hospitality coordinator for two years and then coordinated for one. This MOPS group was a community for me when we first moved here. Being a part of it brought me amazing friendships. Serving on the steering team gave me a sense of purpose outside of my home. Coordinating it taught me more about leadership than I ever thought I would learn. Being a part of this group was absolutely the right thing for me 6 years ago, 5 years ago, 1 year ago, but now it’s time for me to move on.
The pesky pain returns. This group is familiar, these women are wonderful, but it’s time to move on.
Changes are coming quickly to my life, and while I welcome change, I still sometimes feel the need to turn around a run back to what is comfortable and good and served me well. I think, from what I gather, this is how most people feel about change. We can be completely excited for what lies ahead and still feel a pang of sadness as we approach the closing of a chapter in our lives.
There is a time for everything, including transition. Transition serves us well if choose to let it. We can live in denial that change is happening. Or, let it be a time that we fully rely on God to direct us to the place He has for us next. I will tell you that, in the past- in my supreme maturity, I have been more likely to choose the first option. The times that I have chosen to trust God though, He has been faithful to guide me, and let his peace rest over me.
“But blessed is the man who trusts me, God, the woman who sticks with God. They’re like trees replanted in Eden, putting down roots near the rivers-Never a worry through the hottest of summers, never dropping a leaf, serene and calm through droughts, bearing fresh fruit every season.
Jeremiah 17:7-8 the Message
So does trusting God mean that I’m not sad? Not necessarily. It just allows me to reflect on the past with great affection while still being able to look forward with great hope. I will miss quiet afternoons with my little girl. I will miss working for an organization that I believe in. I will also be waiting in eager anticipation for what my Father has in store next.
For I, the Lord, do not change; therefore you O sons of Jacob, are not consumed. Malachi 3:6
Changes in our lives are inevitable, but our Father never changes. He is our constant. Lets rest in that truth today, Mammas!