Ebb and flow. Rise and fall. Give and take.
Heraclitus, a Greek philosopher, is know for the idea that the only constant thing in this world is change.
An equally intelligent man, Kent Cranford, once told my squad that sometimes things need to change in order for things to change.
This month has been full of changes for me. Two of my most favorite women on this squad felt called to return home to the States and end their race. My relationship with my boyfriend ended. I walked away from an opportunity to attend a grad school program in the fall for guidance counseling, free of charge.
I’ve been walking in a season of ebb, fall, and take. The sweet side of having a messy season is that I now get to walk open handedly into a season of discovering the faithfulness of God and what having hope looks like.
…my soul is bereft of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is; so I say, “my endurance has perished; so has my hope from the Lord.”…BUT THIS I CALL TO MIND, AND THEREFORE I HAVE HOPE: the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.” (Lamentations 3:18-25)
I’ve learned that resisting change in my life often leads to resisting the calling that the Lord has for me.
The flow, rise, and give that rest in each of His promises is worth the hardest season of change. Serving God isn’t promised to be easy or fun, but it will always result in the greatest joy and satisfaction.
Changing my plans in lieu of His has been way harder than I was prepared for and resulted in a lot of tears. But I have hope in the things He has set out for me to accomplish. And right now, that hope is all that I need.
