The leaves have changed to a glowing red, yellow and orange that set the mountains ablaze. The cold winds and heavy clouds that brought in a blanket of snowfall are now replaced with a warm autumn sun and endless blue skies. I love fall, and for more than the pumpkin patches and Nebraska football games - but for the change. It is an entire season of change, and that fasinates me.
I too am in a season of change.
My colors are changing and I'm learning how to let go of the branches I've clung to. My ideas and perspectives and places of comfort have been shifting, like I'm learning who I am all over again. Not only is this a season of change, but I've felt like God has been telling me this is a season of discovery. I'm peeling away the layers to discover what my true identity is, what I'm created for and what I want to do with this thing called life. It's a hard journey, but one I'm so glad I chose to embark on, instead of letting someone decide it for me.
As I'm watching the beautiful Colorado landscape change, I'm forced to sit back and reflect on my own change this semester. Just in the past 6 weeks I (or circumstances) have changed my:
> roommates > political views > nose
> friendships > view of the church > outreach dates and locations
> diet > future plans > romantic relationships & expectations
As I'm watching the beautiful Colorado landscape change, I'm forced to sit back and reflect on my own change this semester. Just in the past 6 weeks I (or circumstances) have changed my:
> roommates > political views > nose
> friendships > view of the church > outreach dates and locations
> diet > future plans > romantic relationships & expectations
> direction in life
It seems that the only consistency in my life has been change. But isn't that true for all of us? We're all changing - if it's hair, a job, a city or an entire worldview. When I become unwilling to learn and adapt; to change - then I stand on a shaky ground of absolutes I've built for myself. Change is scary. It's beautiful. And there's high risk involved. God, thank you so much for not allowing me to settle with who and where I was, but gently challenging me to change.
& thank you for beautiful, warm fall days.
It seems that the only consistency in my life has been change. But isn't that true for all of us? We're all changing - if it's hair, a job, a city or an entire worldview. When I become unwilling to learn and adapt; to change - then I stand on a shaky ground of absolutes I've built for myself. Change is scary. It's beautiful. And there's high risk involved. God, thank you so much for not allowing me to settle with who and where I was, but gently challenging me to change. & thank you for beautiful, warm fall days.
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