I was talking to my bestie about life, and I said,
'Our comfort zone is what keeps us from trying new things.'
I was like, 'Woah, that was good. Let me write that down.'
She is going through some changes at work, and I asked her how she handles change.
Whether she welcomes change with open arms or was like the ostrich who buried her head in the sand?
Her response was it depends on the change. I feel that and that's okay.
These days I am trying to welcome change, but earlier in my life, I ran from change. Change for me was not fun, nor welcome. When my great-grandmother passed away, my Memaw, my grandfather, my cat, my kitten. In my experience, change brings a wave of grief with it. Change to me was pain, even though I am accustomed to pain. That kind of pain was something I ran from. I lived like this for YEARS ignoring the new, the changes. However, this year I am trying to do a better job of welcoming the new, the changes. It's still difficult sometimes, but I am up for a challenge.
"If nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies.'-Wendy Mass
Do you think it is easy to become a butterfly? I don't think metamorphosis is anything to laugh at. It takes weeks for a green caterpillar to become a beautiful butterfly. Change can be beautiful. Just look at the butterflies.
When I was walking through a hard season, I received this piece of encouragement from a friend,
"Discomfort is necessary for transformation."
The discomfort I was experiencing was heartbreak. It was awful, but walking on the other side of that I have learned that sometimes we need to be broken for the Potter to put us back together.
"And the vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the potter's hand, and he reworked in into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to do."-Jeremiah 18:4 ESV
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