Change is in the air.
January came with its post-Christmas blues and blown budget hangover. Festive lights were removed, dead trees were discarded and decorations were tucked back into their rest-of-the-year beds and shoved to the back of our attics.
And the Christmas Carols stopped playing.
There is so much about January that feels more like an aftermath than a fresh start.
BUT….
Amid the residual clean up of bidding a year and a holiday goodbye there is a glimmer that says that something else is about to happen.
Change is in the air.
New life is just beneath the surface of a ground waiting for spring. Burrowed in before bursting forth. Things are happening under the top soil that we can’t see but are necessary for their triumphant entry into our flower beds and lawns.
Knowing that gives hope and anticipation – a sense of wonder at what could and will be. It removes the focus from being on what “isn’t yet” to what “is coming soon”! We realize that giving up the sound of December’s carols makes room for the songs of returning birds. That those scented candles will be replaced with fragrant flowers and newly budding trees will erase the sting of saying goodbye to the fir that graced our family rooms.
That’s the visual I’m getting for what God is asking of me in this new 2015 year.
Change is in the air.
There are many areas where this is happening for me, but a big one is this blog. It has been a sweet “Christmas” experience up ’til now, comfy and cozy and familiar.
But change is in the air.
God asks us to love Him with all our heart and mind and strength. The heart part is very easy for me. I love Jesus more than words would ever do justice. What words I could come up with were easy to put to paper because the passion is just a part of who I am.
But He is asking me not just to love Him with my heart, but with my mind and strength as well. To me, this involves using the gifts He has given me and pushing them beyond my own limits. Trusting Him enough to believe that He will give me the strength to go beyond the realm of my own comfort and into the unknown, stretching both my mind and my feeble strength.
He is calling me to enjoy the prospect of the “springtime” He has in store.
So right now I am in the hibernating, under the soil, zone. Taking baby steps toward the surface of the yet-unknown. I have the guidance of a wonderful consultant who has promised we can do this together and the support of those who love me and encourage the idea of taking my writing a bit further.
Things will look different on the other side. Old ways and techniques will be traded for new.
Join me in this adventure! It will look different for you, too, when I get it up and running.
Change is in the air.
I’m terrified and thrilled.
Goodbye and Hello….
P.S. To Laura – I know I broke a lot of rules in this post 🙂
