It’s easy to write a blog when you’re mad. It’s easy to write a blog when you’re struggling through a storm. It’s harder to write when you are at peace. But at peace, I am. Not that this is an uncommon thing with me, I have peace much of the time. But I did start this blog in a time of growth and change in my life and things were a bit “up in the air.”
Now I’m getting comfortable with my new work environment and schedule. I am getting used to some new dynamics in my family life. I have embraced change is what I’ve done. Not that I really wanted all the changes I got, nor did things work out exactly as I’d hoped, but nonetheless, things have worked out and I have embraced it.
In my situation, I downsized myself after a decade of full-time salaried work for Terry Mize Ministries in an Executive Secretary capacity, to a part-time staff writing position for the Oral Roberts Ministries Editorial Department, giving me more free time for my own personal writing and my own personal child. I also have more freedom to work with Lynn as his ministry is emerging and growing and travel with him as necessary. I’ve tried to create for myself a work situation that is flexible, fun, and puts my particular strengths to use, and rescues me from areas where I most definitely do not excel, i.e., organization.
Change is inevitable, it’s going to happen. It may take a long time for it to happen, but it’s going to happen. Just ask my 38-year-old crow’s-feet. And it doesn’t have to be scary. I was watching “The Wedding Planner” yesterday and do you remember the part where Matthew McConaughey is on the golf course and he’s telling his friend about his feelings after meeting Jennifer Lopez? He asks, “What if what I think is great really is great, but not as great as something greater?”
You see, God is so big, and He sees so much bigger than we ever could. He can see such a beautiful future for all of us, but I think we can get in our own way. I think we can scrutinize the present so much, that we impede the future.
God can show you that there just might be something that’s even better for you, than what you already had. And maybe it’s not that the first thing wasn’t right for you, but it may just be time to move on with what’s next.
I’m so thankful that I am surrounded by a loving and gracious family who is in support of my changes and my growth and my work, and even puts up with my goofy blogs that sometimes tap dance right on the edge of being inappropriate. You know, ministry families are just families. They are made up of flesh and blood human beings, full of flaws and imperfections. (Some of us, downright screwed up.) Growing up around ministry, and then marrying into it, I wouldn’t know what it was like to be in a “regular family.” This is all I have ever known. But I can certainly vouch for our humanness. We love each other, we get mad at each other, we want to kill each other occasionally, but we are a family. And we can roll with the punches.
I am grateful for friends who have stood in my corner and encouraged me and told me I have something valuable to say, and a unique voice to say it in. I am aware that I am truly blessed.
I’ve rambled around a bit on this post, but let me get back to the subject of change. Just as I have been sitting here writing this, it has begun to snow. And what a beautiful change it is. Yes, the roads will get bad, and yes people will mob the grocery stores, and yes it may disrupt the city’s flow for a day or two, but isn’t it beautiful? I think the changing of seasons is glorious. It reminds me that God likes to mix things up too. Summer is wonderful and I love it, but the first thick beautiful snow of winter makes my heart sing and my soup pot beg to be filled.
There is no ending this, so I’m going to go make stew and smile at the windows. I hope whatever you’re doing, you embrace all the possibilities of your future and enjoy the beauties of today.