In conversation with a close friend on the other side of the country yesterday, I was reminded that transition is rarely -- if ever -- enjoyable. "In between" is somewhere most of us don't want to be, given the choice. By definition, it's not even a place we're willing to acknowledge; it's just where we happen to be until we get there. Wherever "there" is from our current perspective.
Another close friend recently pointed out in an email that "in-between-ness is part of the identity of God's people". How I wish it weren't so; how I wish, as I did when I was a child, that I could simply close my eyes, think of where I wanted to be, and be there.
I'm still too raw to process my current season of transition, but this post from my archives will do for now.
Wednesday, February 06, 2013
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I wish it were that easy. I have been moving toward there for 27 & a half years and have not yet arrived. The greatest thing about the journey when I look back is that I am delighted that our God did not leave me the way I was. I am learning to love the new me!!
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