Life Coaching: Change Happens

I recently got some unpleasant news.. It wasn’t totally unexpected, but it still felt like a gut punch nonetheless…

Life is about change. Whether we want it or not, it happens. Sometimes good, sometimes not so good. At any rate, we keep going through those changes until the day we die. And then we go home to be with Jesus, hallelujah. Most of us don’t like change, but it’s the very nature of change to be resisted. That’s why it’s called “change” instead of “same.”

Change and pain go hand-in-sweaty-hand. The only way we can effect true change is through some sort of pain, usually emotional. I am not an expert, but I do know I hate pain. I would rather not have it, thank you very much. I sometimes want to live my life in a bubble. At the Chocolate Factory. With Willie Wonka. That would be a life worth living—endless chocolate, an elevator that goes every which way, and days spent sucking on Everlasting Gobstoppers. Yep, that would be My 600 Pound Life for sure.

I am not at all sure how my life is gonna turn out, and that bothers me immensely. However, when I relinquish that control back to the Lord (whose Hands it never should have left in the first place), I don’t mind the not knowing quite so much. Don’t get me wrong…I still second guess everything half to death, but in doing so, I reluctantly give it to God and try to leave it there. I don’t always succeed, but I’m starting to get better at it. At least in the midst of all this painful changing, that is my One constant.

It’s early morning, and Trixie and I are still abed. I am gonna have to get up soon and face the day. How I would love to sleep in some more, but sleep is an elusive thing in the Jackson house. So I will be taking one painful step after the other today until I reach where I need to be spiritually. It may take until midnight, but by Gods grace and mercy, I will get there. And I may eat a few Wonka bars along the way…