Change...it happens.

Change is inevitable. It’s the only way we grow and evolve as people and community. Change can fun, exciting, nerve-wrecking, and scary.

For some, it can feel good, because its an entryway into the new. But it can hurt others because it can mean having to let go of something that’s been a part of you for a while.

Last Sunday, my trusty SUV decided - after 21 years of service - that it was time to give up the ghost. My heart broke watching the plumes of white smoke engulf the skies as it spewed its last breaths.

As sad as it was for both me and my kids who had learned to drive on this beautiful machine, it was also happy and exciting knowing it meant something new was on the horizon.

​The end of something is always the beginning of something else. Less than 48 hours later, we were zipping along in our new car. A joy I haven’t experienced in a very long time.

Be it death, a change in career, or falling in love the paths we take on this journey of life will always move us into some kind of newness.

Like Heraclitus famously said, “No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”

I think that’s something that we ought to hold onto tightly as we pilgrim through new and wonderful spaces towards God’s heart.

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