Living Things Grow; Growing Things Change
I first heard these words on Christine Caine’s podcast; Coffee with Chris. I was on a walk through our new neighborhood and her words really pierced into me since we had just landed in a new area after 15 years in the same home. What a challenging season that was. In some ways I am only now lifting my head consistently after almost 3 years.
I had lost the sense of how hard moving was; not just the physical, but emotional move, when leaving friends and family and familiar is involved. I had lived in the same area for almost 30 years! Changing residences always involved the physical hard work of packing and sorting; giving away and throwing away. But this move? It involved the letting go of the home where we raised our sons, the friends and church we had lived among for nearly 2 decades, our pets, and all the familiarity of streets, best coffee shops, outdoor opportunities within a moment of walking out our front door.
Letting go was hard for me. I slipped into the cavern of depression where light peeked in from far above me. Finding a place to rent that fit our simple list: 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, a gas range and a garage was harder than you’d think. What we didn’t realize at the time, because we were strangers to this new area, was our ideal price range was not going to find those creature comforts. Coming from owning literally 2 times the amount of space to renting for 3 times our mortgage at home made me angry. It still does. But it is what it is.
The anger over less than ideal rentals (we’re now in our second place; a story for another time) wasn’t helping my overall attitude either. I’ve heard that depression is anger turned inward. I don’t know if that is completely accurate but I knew that I needed to get out of the cavern somehow. Getting outside and active was a first step. Interject the words I heard on my walk: Living things grow; growing things change.
If I am living then I will be growing AND changing. Those two words are to be expected not rejected. This is not our final home; why do I keep thinking everything needs to be hunky dory all the time? Some might call this magical thinking. In coaching we call it mindset. Part of my work needed to be in the arena of self-acceptance instead of self-recrimination. A change in mindset.
In letting go I had to acknowledge I was focusing on what wasn’t, instead of being thankful for what is. That awareness was the first step to real change. To really lean in I needed to embrace change instead of being mad at it.
For this very reason, make every effort to supplement your faith with virtue, and virtue with knowledge, and knowledge with self-control and self-control with steadfastness, and steadfastness with godliness, and godliness with brotherly affection, and brotherly affection with love. For if these qualities are yours and are increasing, they keep you from being ineffective or unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. 2 Peter 1:5-7
I look at these verses and I see the progression, the process of growth. Growth causes change. I don’t want to stay the same. I want to be in the process of letting go and leaning in; of becoming my utmost for His highest.
In this season of Lent I am doing this very thing, one action at a time.
Where do you find yourself today? Are you in the cavern of depression? Or are you buried under a pile of to dos? Wherever it is you’re not alone. Reach out to someone who can bear witness to where you are and what you’re going through.
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Penny says
I know that I am in a season of change. I hate change. I had thought I’d be done with it after changing homes, churches, schools, and jobs all in the last 2 years. But no. What Christine said is true. Living things grow. Growing things change. Sounds so simple and easy coming from someone else. But internalizing that is hard. My current season of change involves trying to figure out what I’m meant to do, who I’m meant to be, now that I’m no longer homeschooling my kids. Part of me loves this newfound freedom I’m experiencing during my days, but guilt weighs heavy. I should be doing more. But when opportunities come my way to engage in something, I have yet to feel a desire to take part… Trying to figure out what that means. Is it the Lord telling me to wait and not say “yes” to everything? Or is it selfish desire to have no outside commitments on my shoulders? Praying. Dipping my toes in different waters. Wondering.
Lisa says
Penny the wondering that you’re doing is good. Taking time to be quiet enough to listen really is opposite the culture we live in so it may “appear” selfish to be saying NO or a “cop-out” to say you’ll be praying about the decision. BUT it is NOT either of those things. God’s timing in our lives is not on the 24/7 time table we live in and if He wants you to take action believe me the Holy Spirit will let you know!