Change is hard.
You are probably thinking, “Yeah Callie, we know. Everyone knows”. But hang with me here.
When I drove to the airport with my mom in January, I knew my life was
about to change. No one was forcing the
change- I had made the decision myself.
When I started walking away from her and headed for the security line, I
was sure I was going to lose it. My
chest got tight and my eyes started to sting.
Not going to lie, the thought entered my mind that I was insane for leaving
home and moving to a completely foreign place.
But there was something that kept me walking- the knowledge that even
though it was hard, I was headed towards something new and exciting that was
going to change me for the better.
That’s the thing I’ve learned about change. It’s hard.
It hurts. It’s scary. Ultimately though, gives us irreplaceable
experiences, makes us better people, and sets us up for a brighter future. Change teaches us things about life that we
would never learn if everything stayed the same.
I’ve been thinking a lot about change.
On one hand I’m excited to see my family in just a few weeks. On the other hand, leaving my friends here in
Uganda is going to be every bit as hard as leaving home was- if not more. When I left the states, I knew I would see my
family again in a few months. As I get
ready to leave Uganda, I realize that there is no telling when I will see these
people again. That is hard. But one thing I know- this change is
necessary. It’s a part of life. There is a time and season for everything,
and this season is nearly over. It’s
been beautiful, but it’s once again time for something new. Though it’s bittersweet to think about, I’m
excited to see what adventure is next.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, 11
There is a
time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time
to be born and a time to die, and time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to
kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to
weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to
scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to
refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to
throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time
to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for
peace.
He has
made everything beautiful in its time.
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