I’m in
Kansas City this morning, preparing to go to learn more about change. I feel
like my whole life has been about change for, oh, a long, long time. It’s not
always good, and it can be tiring, but change is what we must do because we
must do it.
This
world each of us live in is and has always been about change. Evolution or not,
we are not who we were, none of us, 20 years ago. Technology and such, culture
and such, such and such have all changed.
Oh, I
believe God hasn’t changed because that’s the way I read what I read in
scripture. But I would argue that the way we perceive him, the way we read
about him, the way we talk about him have all changed. And all of us are right.
And all of us are wrong. Because many of us have change the way we feel about
so many, many things over time.
I was
talking, as I always do (both times) with my cousin, and we were talking about
the preaching we grew up with and grew up on and it is certainly not the type
of preaching I do now. A good friend of mine came to our church this past week
and she emailed me Monday and said I was the same “silly” Billy. Ironically, I
don’t think of myself that way at all anymore and the person who used to preach
with some sort of joke or funny tale almost each week seldom if ever does that
now. I heard we’re not supposed to from a teacher of mine, and I quit on the
spot.
Change.
Leading through change. It’s something we talk about and we want, all of us I
think, till change hurts someone. Then as always I’m regretful I pushed for
change so hard.
I’m
very tired as I write this with a full, full day ahead but here is what I read
last night: “You, by your own hand, removed all the nations, but you planted
our ancestors. You crushed all the peoples, but you set our ancestors free. No,
not by their own swords did they take possession of the land – their own arms
didn’t save them – no, it was your strong hand, your arm, and the light of your
face because you were pleased with them.”
I’ve
changed during the past 19 years plus because I haven’t drank, and I’ve talked
to a whole lot of people who didn’t want to. I’ve changed because during the
past 19 years plus, but not nearly enough. I’m getting old and set in my ways
as they used to say, but darn if I don’t think I need to change more.
I pray
there won’t come a time when I don’t want to change, but I fear greatly that I
will. I pray that my conservative streak is at root a sign of my age, and that
what I believe isn’t. I pray that I will continue to grow till that fine day in
the future, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, when I won’t change because I’m going
home to be with my parents, my pets, my family birth and adopted. Till then,
may I learn to change like I’ve learned to do Mac instead of PC, I-pad instead
of laptop and so forth.
May I.
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