It feels like everything is changing again, or it's about to. The kids will be returning to school in a couple of weeks, I'm trying to get a job subbing in the school system, things at church are changing with some people going, some new people coming. I'm getting older, and I can feel things in my body are changing. The weather will be changing soon. Our small group is looking at possibly some big changes coming, so friendships are changing, too.
Amidst all the change, I am learning a longer view of life. Things do change. Life is all about change. All things do have a season. Some are better and more enjoyable, and some take a lot of hard work and endurance. But there are good things about every season and bad things about every season. If you don't like the season you are in, just wait. It will change after a while.
But change is hard. I don't like it. It gives me a bit of a panicky feeling; like I want to hold on to something - some part of the past or present that I fear will be gone forever. I want to move ahead and grow and learn and discover, I really do. But the change, saying goodbye to people, routines, familiar faces and patterns, it's just hard.
Change is coming. There's nothing I can do to stop it, or slow it, or even in some ways, control it. I guess I just need to take a little bit to say goodbye to what is leaving before I'm ready to say a joyful hello to what is coming.
This is that goodbye.
