“The best part of your story is when it changes.” ~Bella Bloom
I made a transition about two months ago. A HUGE transition for me. The decision was not an easy decision to make – it was not even my decision to make. Still, for a transition to take place – when God says to move, you must move. It may not make sense to those around you, it may not even make complete sense to you, yourself, at the time, still you move when He says to move.
I was questioned: How do you know it’s God, and not something else? I couldn’t quite describe it in a way they would understand. I tried to describe the prayers that had gone up, the confirmations I had received, the way the Lord had been leading me.
I was told: You sound like one of our children who wanted to study business at Stanford, then changed their minds and minds and now wants to become a dentist and go to Seattle U. I tried to understand their viewpoint, the human side of them was hurt. They took it personally. I explained that it wasn’t personal. I explained the many factors that also went into the process – the decision.
I was told: You’re honestly doing what you feel your heart is leading. Sometimes we get it wrong, and we have to change course. Not saying that is the case with you, but if it is, there is always a place for you here. I told them I appreciated their kind words, and I knew that I was on the correct path. This was not my doing, this was not the path I would have chosen. God was leading me, guiding me, directing me, and I had to be obedient. This was not an easy decision. One I wrestled with since May. However, I knew this is correct path.
I was asked: How exactly do you know? I need more clarity. There were tears, I understood that this was the human side, not wanting to let go. There were accusations of the past – events that had occurred, a feeling that I was running. How could I make them see, understand that this had nothing to do with any of that, and everything to do with transitioning?
**Wisdom taught me to hold my peace. It wasn’t for me to plead my case. It wasn’t for me to make them see, the Lord goes before me. He fights for me, speaks for me, and will open eyes and give understanding to those who desire it.**
“Light precedes every transition. Whether at the end of a tunnel, through a crack in the door or the flash of an idea, it is always there, heralding a new beginning.” ~Teresa Tsalaky
“When God closes one door, somewhere He opens a window.” Now, I didn’t looking for any windows to open up on my behalf, no no no. My thoughts, Thank You, Lord for the break! Truth be told, I had reached burnout, had some church hurt feelings, and had plans to lay down and lick my wounds ’til kingdom come, if I wanted to! (Did you note the past tense?)
Jeremiah 29:11 KJV “For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.”
Tell me why did I find myself not looking for that open window, provided by the Lord God, after one door closed? Rather, I found myself walking through an open door.
I honestly don’t know why the question – or words flew out of my mouth, “What areas need assistance?” Before I knew it, I was back to working with the Children’s Ministry. It truly was, like I had never left. Before I left, they had broached the topic of the Children’s Ministry to me. I simply was not ready, because, “No, no. That’s not for me.” After leaving, sitting for a little more than a year, healing, I heard His call, and Children’s Ministry it was for a year and a half! Who knew all that would be preparing me to return? Did they know, before I heard the call, that the Lord had called me to the Children’s Ministry?
“When shifts and transitions in life shake you to the core, see that as a sign of greatness that’s about to occur.” ~Anonymous
This place is not the place I would have chosen for a multitude of reasons! I left there 3 years ago with no intentions of ever returning. Why would you have me return? I questioned God (I don’t think we’re supposed to do that – He didn’t answer). Now, in this place, full of love, where His presence dwells, I ask myself: How did I not see it? How could I not feel it? How could I not notice the lack of connection? I try not to look back, always looking forward (how much of my life is based on this?) because I know the best is yet to come. So, I’m grateful that I obeyed.
For the connections I did make, I am holding onto those, for they are so special to me. For the connections I thought I had made… I lament the losses, and if I’m honest there are some repairs to be made. For the connections I neglected to make, well, it’s a small world after all!
In any case, transition brings about change. Everyone can’t go with you. Circumstances change. You change. Already, I see change, growth, within myself. As I adjust to this transition and continue to follow where He leads, I am excited for what’s ahead.
**Original Photo taken and edited by my daughter – she’s in a photography class at school and I’m so proud to showcase her work**