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I was listening to the radio station KLOVE today as I was driving and heard a Christian singer talk about a time in his life when he was de...

Sunday, January 1, 2017


Happy New Year!  It is an opportunity for new wonderful things to happen.  And lots of times with new opportunities come change.  Change is not a bad thing.  It's all how you look at it, right?  I'm somebody who doesn't mind change. I think sometimes we get caught in a rut and need to make some changes to freshen things up.

But, later in the year, I will be facing a big change for me...and my husband. Our daughter and only child will be moving away to start college. It will only be 2 1/2 hours away, but still...it will be a change for us. Our daughter is a bubbly joy to be around. So, it will be an adjustment to not hear her, see her, pick her up from school anymore (I won't miss that part). She will be home for holidays and summers and occasional weekends. But it will feel like that empty nest syndrome to me. I will have to learn to adapt.

I still remember when I was nesting at home the night before she arrived.  This was back on October 9th, 1998. We had had a couple of false alarms and I had been checked at the hospital and all was okay. But that night I stayed up late.  My husband was zonked out in bed. I started washing dishes (the nesting part) and cleaning up. I started having those Braxton-Hicks contractions so I called the nurse-on-call. I explained what was going on and she thought I should come to the hospital and be seen. I told her my husband was sound asleep. She told me to wake him up. So, I got off the phone and went to the bedroom where my husband was sleeping, but I didn't want to wake him fully since we had those two false alarms so recently.... and so I whispered to him that I was going to the hospital, but I would be right back. Yes, I know...funny, huh? So, he wakes up and yells, WHAT?! and we head to the hospital and our daughter was born the next day on the 10th. We welcomed a beautiful baby girl. And we had to learn to adapt quickly.

Sometimes our learning to adapt has to happen quickly and other times we have a little bit of time to get used to the thought of changing and adapting--we can get used to the idea. We may dread it, but know it's coming and nothing we can do about it. But it may be the right thing to happen for the person the change will occur for (that you have to get you used to because you love them and you're watching on the sidelines). It may be a difficult adapting in your work situation, for example. Maybe your company is re-organizing and you're not sure what that means for your job. God knows. 

Change can be difficult, but our attitude plays a huge part in our ability to accept the change and adapt to it. God always knows what's going on with you. He sees, he hears. From my own heart to yours: don't let your refusal to adapt and change stifle you from living a life of joy. 

I saw it happen in my own family with my father.  My sister and I were born and raised in Mississippi. We had always lived in the house I was brought home from the hospital to in 1967. My parents divorced in 1989 after 27 years of marriage. My dad stayed in that same house. He had a drinking problem that got worse after my mother left. He secluded himself. He did not socialize with any of his former colleagues where he had been a university professor. He already had one granddaughter from my sister living where I live now in mid-Missouri. My mother eventually migrated back up to mid-Missouri where her family had been all along. I moved up to mid-Missouri too after graduating from college. So everyone was up here in mid-Missouri. For years, we tried to get him to move up here so he could enjoy his grandchildren and eventually his great-grandchildren. He never remarried. He was down in Mississippi all alone. I got married here in mid-Missouri in 1995. In January 1996, he broke one of his legs while checking to see how icy the driveway was while wearing cowboy boots--not a good thing. He had to have screws and rods put into his leg. He didn't do his physical therapy like he should have and so his leg didn't heal correctly. And his age didn't help. After years of trying to get him to move to mid-Missouri to be near his family--he finally decided he would. He moved in the summer of 2007. It was an overwhelming stressful move for him when you think about how long he had been in that house and all the stuff he was forced to see that reminded him of what he thought had been a happy marriage (my mother left him). He rented an apartment that I helped him find. In January of 2008, he started having intestinal issues that got so bad that we finally talked him into going to the ER. We had no idea what we were about to hear. His white blood cell count was not good at all. He was told in the ER that he either had leukemia or some other kind of cancer. He had AML--Acute Myloid Leukemia (sp?). We were all stunned. He was told he had 2 1/2 months to live. He died in March of that year. It's a very sad story. And at the end, it happened so fast. But you see, it could have been very different for him, despite what life threw at him. He could have done something with his life when it was changing before him and learn to adapt until it was too late.

Now, my sharing that with you was not to hopefully depress you, but to show you in a severe case when we refuse to change and accept and adapt to change. This is a perfect time to share my favorite Bible verse which this whole site was based on when I created it:

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."-Jeremiah 29:11

God wants us to be prepared to move forward and moving forward means changing, as well. When we become Christians we are like babies feeding from milk. But we change because God doesn't want us to stay there. He wants us to grow more in Him, become more like Him, become more Christ-like to where we are feeding off of the meatier stuff He has for us as Christians. We need to have enough oil to keep our lamps burning as we wait for our heavenly Groom. I pray love, peace, joy and hope for you in this next year of walking with our heavenly Father.  God Bless!