Transitions are hard. Several times throughout my life my dad has expressed his dislike for change. I've come to the conclusion this is a genetic curse.
Every Spring my mom rotates her kitchen cabinets. Silverware is put in towel drawer and towels in silverware drawer.. Spices in med cabinet and vice versa... Literally, every cabinet and drawer has something new in it... This is change! My dad would come home and assuming he still does this after my moms spring rearranging he would open a drawer and become frustrated. Open another same response... This would last a good two days until he became adjusted to the new placement of things. Luckily, for my dad my mom only has two rotation patterns so by now the change isn't near as difficult because she has been doing it every Spring for the last 32 years.
This weekend as I was packing up for the fourth time I could feel God's presence. We are on this earth to share his love and learn several lessons. Since I have this genetic curse-all things have there place. God has shown me that even in areas I think I'm in control; I'm not.
I find pure delight in all the words of encouragement that come from sayings like above, but the door closing isn't really the problem.. It is the transition, adjustment to the door being closed.
It's the adjustment to walking down a hall and seeing the door closed and entering a new door that is open. Regardless, of how excited you are about the new door it is the transition time that is the most difficult.
We all have comfort zones they are different, but we have them. What can throw your entire day off if messed up? When life happens we deal with the change and over time adjust... The transition in between is the hardest. Honestly, I feel this is the most difficult for us simply because we have so many things we don't have to worry about. We have food in our cabinets, roofs over our heads, and so many other luxuries. We don't have to worry about water, food, and shelter for tomorrow. We have many comforts and when life throws something at us we panic. We don't use our survival skills daily. It is easy for us to get into a comfortable routine and feel as if we are in control.
Over the last year several lessons have been learned. One is I'm not in control of any part of my life. At any moment something could change. When we put our comfort in the things, routines, and people around us we can be easily mislead. Our comfort and our focus has to be on God. He is the one thing that doesn't change. When our comfort is in him we are never out of our comfort zone.