It’s Autumn. Things are changing.
They always do.
- What do you do when things change and you don’t?
- What do you do when things change and you aren’t prepared?
- What do you do when things change?
A few weeks ago my mom’s oldest friend suddenly passed away. It was (and still is) a big shock to her family and friends. “Auntie Le” was always present. She went to absolutely everything she was invited to. She knew all the names of her friends children and grandchildren, along with their birthdays. She had never let go of the lost art of sending Christmas cards and conversation.
She simply was a fixture that had never moved.
But things change.
Unexpected or unwanted change can be hard. It’s easy to lose your way in a sea of uncertainty. It’s natural that a loss of courage settles in our bones and fear begins to reside. We begin to cling to anything we can control. We stop natural rhythms of life to halt time in its tracks as if we would not allow anything to change again. Ever.
But that only keeps us in denial.
Denial keeps us from life.
I do not have easy answers to these questions. I like change, the kind I can supervise and orchestrate but I do not like the unforeseen change or the change thrust upon me without permission.
I only hope that I may learn the lessons these Autumn leaves teach me. Change comes, like it or not. Sometimes there is a death-of sorts, that I must face. It could be a letting go of my thoughts or plans, it could be having to wait for something important, or relinquishing control of something, it could be saying good-bye.
I hope in the trial of my turning I become like a fiery Autumn leaf that reflects the color of grace, beauty, endurance, integrity, and strength mixed with vulnerability. I pray that I will have the wisdom to trust in the promise that change does not have the final word. I want to feel the weight of faith in the Author of life firmly rooted in my soul.
When something ends, something always begins.
I may not like the new something that begins, but it begins none-the-less, asking me to change along with it.
There is a season for everything, and a time for every event under heaven: ~ Ecclesiastes 3:1