Don’t
be like the people of this world, but let God change the way you think.
Then you will know how to do everything that is good and pleasing to
him. Rom. 12:2 (CEV)
You might have noticed that I changed the name of the blog. I'm also hoping that, in the next several days, you'll notice that the blog will look very different. Just this week, 7 months after I started the thing, I realized that all you who statcounter tells me try to read the blog on your mobile devices are probably mad at me. That white on white that was showing up on the mobile version was practically impossible to read, even for those of you under the age of 30 and not wearing outdated prescription lenses. Sorry 'bout that. But not really sorry, because if you wanted to read it that bad you probably would've brought that lil problem to my attention. Awesome. Now I'm depressed.
Anyways, that change got me wanting to make others. Part of it is that I'm fickle. It's like that one day I broke up with Chick-fil-A and decided to see Whataburger, instead. No, wait, that's a bad example. After sitting in the drive-thru no less than 25 minutes, I realized the error of my ways. I also had time to jump out of the car, run over to the grocery store, and pick up an "I'm Sorry" card. After that, Chick-fil-A and I got back together and have been going steady ever since. Come to think of it, I'm not really fickle at all. But I do think I need a simpler layout that appeals to both genders and doesn't.....pause....like.....this.....when it loads on your world wide web instrument of choice. Whatever, just bear with me this week as I try to get it all worked out. I really don't know what I'm doing, but it's all in the name of progress and growing a readership.
There's something else I just realized, this very moment. Chances are strong to very strong that you don't care about anything I've written in the above paragraphs. Moving on.
Most people say they don't like change. So far in my life, I've been okay with it. I mean, anyone who moves from The Woodlands, TX (<3) to College Station, TX (whoop!) to Fort Worth (gunshots and sirens) to The Colony (the daily commute from Hades) to Orlando, FL (Mickey!) to Midland, TX (so THAT's a tumbleweed!) to Midlothian (why is there a donkey in the middle of the road?) must not have too big a hangup with the word. Still, I recognize that some of the more difficult changes will be lighting fast upon me. In one year, B-Hop will wear a cap and gown. You'll likely have to endure multiple emo posts for at least 6 months starting next May. When that day rolls around, you can lim and privately muse, "Hey, Cynthia, how you like change now?"
The truth I'll have to realize then is that, whether it's a little change like a different color behind the words on this blog, or a big one like a move or your firstborn heading out the door for college, change always has a point. Romans 12:2 reminds us that the key to getting that point is to let God change the way you think. In any kind of situation, there are 2 choices - focus on the situation itself, or focus on God in and through it. When we pick the latter, we get on track with His will.
What change are you facing now? Which of the 2 choices will you make?
What change am I facing now? Nothing right this minute, but in a year our daughter will be graduating from high school. Her first choice for college is 3,000 miles away. There's the choice: do we stay where we are, and let her go that far? Or do we attempt to make a move across country at that time, so that we'll at least be within a few hours of her? To move means to search and find a new job, sell the house, pack up everything, cut our ties to this area, and start a new life elsewhere. To stay means to let her go, and resign ourselves to seeing her only a couple of times a year. That would be exceedingly hard to do.
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