I am so not brave. I pick the same thing at my favorite restaurants every time I go. I've never had my ears pierced. I don't go anywhere without a sweater.
I'm not afraid of normal things. Heights are not a problem...spiders don't freak me out...I can even clean the bathroom without rubber gloves...but bobble-head dolls? They are creepy.
But do you know what has always scared me the most? Change. I kept my first cell phone for five years. Shoes are sitting in my closet from high school...
And growing up? I've never wanted to be a grown-up. Not in the sense of I never wanted grown-up responsibilities, but I didn't want anything to change. Everything wasn't always good--far from it--but I wanted what I knew. The unknown is so scary.
But what I've been learning, is that I don't know anything. And if I stick to what I know, I'm going to have a very small life. Not only that, but change is the one thing that you can count on in this life--so we must face it. As much as I hate to admit that, hiding hasn't exactly been working.
So what do we do--when we long for consistency in a world that is always changing? We take God at His word and know He's the same yesterday, today and forever. Good to know some things, well... one thing... doesn't change.
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Hey Chickadee -- glad to know I wasn't the only one who didn't want to become an adult and still has clothing from high school gracing her closet. I found a skirt the other day that I used to wear all the time at Liberty (when it fit me ...), and I kept it just because looking at it reminded me of LU and good memories there ... it is good, though, to be reminded that something in this world is unchanging, when everything else seems to shift like sand in a stream. Thanks for the reminder. Hope your Sunday was good ... or better. Love you, girl!
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