What Stays The Same Is That We Are Constantly Changing
Landing on the other side of a difficult season, I remember thinking while still in the fray, "I'm never going to weather this storm." But, it turns out, the skies eventually clear.
My body birthed four children in five years. With each additional life, there was great joy and a tremendous sense of responsibility. I found myself staring up at the mountain of motherhood I had no idea how I would climb. But in due time, those babies have grown. They crawled, walked, and began to run. They have charged their way into young adulthood. My hands are lighter now, and my heart more full.
Change is constant and all around me.
The years of birthing children have passed. Instead, I’m now pregnant with hopes, ideas, and visions. Some dreams have miscarried, others are alive and thriving, while some are still incubating in the womb of possibility. I want security, yet I crave change, chasing after both. I desire a mature mind and a young body.
Life is a paradox, and we live inside its holy tension. How will we embrace it?
I've been thinking about the words in John 10:10 that speak of the abundant life we have in Jesus. This kind of life makes room for the good and the hard. I've come to understand that the times wandering in the dark pull me towards the light; craving it. As we embrace the abundance of life, paradox, and all, may we find comfort in knowing that God is with us in the light and the dark.
What stays the same is that we are constantly changing, but we are never alone in any season.
Whether through lament or celebration, our stories speak of a God who holds us close as each chapter unfolds. It is hard to understand, wrapped in mysterious wonder. Yet, in looking back on the journey, there is evidence of divine hands holding us close, securing us for what is coming.