Change is a tricky thing, we don’t really like it, we need it so badly that we can’t see straight, and it is TERRIFYING! (Yes, I know I am shouting!!) My husband, clever, sensitive, brave-hearted man that he is has been plugging away at the same thing for years and it is killing him… So, why, you may ask am I nervous about him changing paths? I suppose it comes down to lack of faith, not in him, but in my ability to roll with the punches.
You see, I always considered myself flexible, resilient and able to handle all comers; until recently. The past months have taught me that I rely a great deal on my ability to plan, to reason out the most likely outcome and prepare for that. Well, if you have been following for any length of time, you will know how that has been working out! So now we face an unpredictable future and I have to find my trust in a reliable place.
The only one I can think of is my Saviour, the one who always catches me when I fall, the one who will never leave me, the one who was and is and is to come. His Presence is our future, our present need and our past joys. I long for His touch to be the central theme of my life, because, you see, it is the only thing that truly lasts, that has the ability to transcend the difficulties of this life.
It is going to be quite a ride, but He is the supreme comforter and my constant joy.
Yours in Hope