Sunday, August 14, 2005

Change is good, right?

Few changes here. Felt like the old look just wasn't me anymore.
Some times I wonder how good or bad is change really? I mean its always getting dropped in between the couch cushions....Sorry, wrong change.
I have a friend who has been making changes in his life for the last, well, 2 years I have know him.
He's in his 30's. Married. Kids. For some time now, he's been trying, and for the most part succeeding, in becoming who he feels God wants him to be. It's a tough road to hoe when you start making changes later in life. Old dog-new tricks and all that. I too, have been making some changes. So why is it some changes come easier than others?
I spent a good part of my life with my head in the sand when it came to politics and religion. I felt that what was good enough for my parents was good enough for me. But I am finding that line of thinking just doesn't work. I have different political views than my Mom and Dad. And my approach to Christianity is much different than theirs. So why is it those things, ingrained ways of thinking, easier to change than say my desire to "fix" everyone's problems. Or change my parenting style? And why is it so hard for others to change, or rather re-think their views?
So as my friend and I work at finding our true selves, why are others still hiding, even running from theirs?

3 Whatcha talkin' 'bout, Willis?

Blogger Allen Snook whispered...

I like the new colors. Black is good.

In order to change, we must be willing to set aside our fear - fear that we can't handle anything other than whatever prison we've created for ourselves.

Eric talked in church today about the absurdity of a freed prisoner asking for bars on his home windows, and his family to dress as guards, and his food on metal trays. And yet, I know it is not that absurd an idea.

"It is for freedom that Christ has set us free, therefore do not submit yourselves again to a yoke of slavery" (or something to that effect)

If we didn't have a habit of clinging to the familiar, no matter how restrictive or unhealthy, would Paul have had to say those words?

We stay in our prisons, like a conditioned dog whose chain has long since broken will stay in the yard, because we fear what lies beyond our familiar bondage.

I have taken a long time to remove the prison bars and eat from something other than a metal tray. I still have a long way to go. And yet, I know I am further along than before, and that is good.

Thank you, my friend, for helping me to remove some bars from my windows. In time, I will have dismantled my prison with yours and God's and other's help.

Thundercats, ho!

10:42 PM  
Blogger Jesse Moore whispered...

Your post is either a paradox, or at the very least, slightly bipolar. You said "Why is it those things...easier to change than say my desire to 'fix' everyone's problems?" Then you end the post with "as my friend and I work at finding our true selves, why are others still hiding, even running from theirs?"

Not for nothing, but try self-medicating. I'm not trying to hold your feet to the fire, but for someone who's admitting to a specific problem, than perpetuates it...well, it's a little hard to ignore.

I agree that change is hard, and even more so, necessary. I can even think of the faces of those that I think need to do so more so than I do - hence my need for change.

8:28 PM  
Blogger Me whispered...

Jesse said:
Not for nothing, but try self-medicating. I'm not trying to hold your feet to the fire, but for someone who's admitting to a specific problem, than perpetuates it...well, it's a little hard to ignore.


So what is my specific problem that I am perpetuating? What is it you think I need to self medicate?
What I was trying to get at was, why is it that I have a more difficult time allowing my self to change my "rescue" behavior, but find I have a desire to change or grow the way I worship? And I think the answer is my openness to allowing God's spirit to affect my passions. He is the reason for my change.

10:57 PM  

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