I suppose we all know that life can change dramatically in a matter of moments
But usually that knowledge is tucked away like a tendril of curly hair behind an ear.
Life chugs along, and all seems settled and almost mundane.
Enjoyable maybe, but predictable -
When sudden change comes out of the blue, for me there seem to be two warring responses:
One: Let me be honest, real trepidation.
Two: A sort of leaping anticipation
I have an inner conflictedness -
I love my comfortable, safe life.
I am grateful beyond words for it and am reluctant to even think of having to relinquish any of it.
Hence the trepidation.
But then - and this feels a little like a confession - I find I long for something more; something challenging; something that will make my pulses race.
Hence the anticipation.
They do say that this is the human condition: we long for both adventure AND security
So I'm not that weird.
And I wonder now, when major change seems imminent, if this thing that looks so scary might be the open door to the very things I've been longing for. . .
Sometimes thats just the way my Father does things.
He's very good at turning yuck things into wonderful things.
Watch this space.