Change

I would venture to say nighty-five percent of the humans on earth have something in their lives they wish they could change.  So why is it when change happens, we don’t like it?’  

I realize, for the most part, changes come from outside forces we have no control over.  Which means, we are usually dragged kicking and screaming through the change.  Do you think it’s because even though we desire change, it requires us to change which we don’t like? 

Let’s be honest, status quo is comfortable.  We know what is required of us and even if our life expands out before us in unending sameness, that sameness is safe and familiar.  We don’t have to stretch or bend or morph into someone different.

But, change is inevitable.  As a Christian, I try to make adjustments in my life every day.  I’m used to the little pokes and prods that accompany them.  The changes I’m talking about are bigger, external ones that require s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g.  Ugh!

Our church is in a transition phase.  We sold the building we were in with basically no place to go (step of faith).  We have temporarily moved into a small building that has required some major logistical contortions. 

As, many of you know, I work in the sound booth.  My responsibilities included the overheads, announcements, lights and recording the service.  All things I had become comfortable with.  Enter the new building.  Not wired for services (or much else).  Plus, we had to change sound boards (which has been a lot of fun…not).  Thank God there are several men in the church who understand what has to happen (Howard definitely needed the help) because the best I could do was fetch and carry.  And of course, they decided to put me back on the keyboard on Sunday mornings. (Hear the creaking of the stretch?)

As a church, we have decided to stay where we are for the time being.  Great.  Wonderful.  We can settle in.  Except, most of the set-up was geared towards being there temporarily.  Howard has slowly been transitioning for long term but now it’s time to go all out.  We start Friday night. 

I don’t freak out about change like I used to so, I really don’t mind.  But, there have been several changes in my personal life also and sometimes I feel like (yes, I’m going to make the comparison) a rubber band stretched between fingers just waiting for the release. 

Really, there's nothing wrong with change.

C-R-E-E-A-A-K.