The saying goes that the only person that likes change is a wet baby. I fully embrace this phrase. I do not like change. I can be a slow adapter. I know this about myself and try to keep it in check. When I can sense that change is coming, I start mentally preparing myself for the transition.

I have been through a lot of change in the last 2 years- some planned and some spontaneous. My life looks very different now than it did in 2019. With each transition, I have felt myself going into ‘crisis’ mode to cope. I tell myself that these changes are just temporary and that life will soon balance back out. Sometimes it does, but most of the time, it doesn’t. Most of the time, my life eventually teeters into a new balance that I accept begrudgingly. Looking back, I am thankful for the growth, but the transition moments were uncomfortable.

I was reminded of the fig tree that Jesus cursed in Matthew 11. On a very basic level, the story is about a tree that is not producing fruit. Even though it was not the season for figs, Jesus still inspected the tree, expecting fruit. We cannot produce fruit without growth. We cannot experience growth without change.

If I am not willing to change, I am not willing to grow. If I am not willing to grow, I am allowing dead things in my life. Where there is no growth, there is death. When I fight change, I am allowing death in those areas of my life.

I sat this week and took inventory of the areas of my life where I was unwilling to change. (It was painful!) I prayed to submit myself to the process and want God to work on these areas. If you’re like me, I want to challenge you to do the same. ~Shiney