Spare a little change?

I think change and transition is the most difficult part of life. Okay, maybe not the most difficult, but it definitely ranks in the top 5. I'll be honest- I can be very resistant. I don't like getting my cozy little world rocked. I like knowing what comes next. I like predictable. I like safe. By introducing change to my little world, I tend to go from happy to not so happy (use your own words to replace "not so happy")

Then I remember a few choice words from one of my favoritest girls ever, "If you're not changing, you're not growing."

I look back over the last 4 years since she so boldly said that to me and realize how much I've changed and how much everybody and everything around me has changed. Praise God for change! Because of it, the way I interact with my family, though still very imperfect, differently. Because of change, I can lead my students into territories I couldn't have before. Because of change, my patience with other people's inexperience in my areas of "expertise" has increased.

Without a doubt, I am a very imperfect human with tendencies to be a major screw up. But hey, God is really good at doing His supernatural thing.

I guess where all of this is coming from is the change and transition the youth group is currently in the middle of. The Clymer family is obediently following God's call to move back to Michigan. Ask me a few years ago and I would've said it was like the world was imploding and getting swallowed up by the sun while simultaneously getting struck by a meteor shower. Yeah, I like to think in dramatic form.

But now if you ask me what I think, my answer is very different. I am so excited for the next chapter/season/whatever you want to call it. I'm so happy for the Clymers and the next big God thing that's happening. I'm so excited to see what happens next at the youth group and who will step up and be a leader. And I am definitely looking forward to see what stirs in my heart personally.

I feel like my heart could explode in anticipation for all the transition and change. I know it's going to be messy. What transition isn't? But I've noticed (took me long enough) that God works best in the mess. It's a sure sign that I have zero control and He has all of it.

An Odd Dream

A little while ago, I had this really bizarre but incredibly awesome dream. You know, the ones that only make sense in your dream... like running like a gazelle on a bunch of squishy dragon berries and crackers.

Well, this dream I had involved a friend and I blowing up a gym with a ping pong table. Who knew ping pong tables were so explosive! We lit the fuse for the table and ran to an adjacent building to watch the show. Then, the roof of the gym blew up into a million little pieces and all you could see flying in the air was the smoldering gym table.

We were in hysterics thinking we were so funny. Then the remains of the ping pong table came crashing into our building just feet from us. We looked at it, looked at each other, and gimped out even more.

Man, I wish I could have more awesome, nonsensical dreams like that again.