So many signs of change are so beautiful.
Others…not so much.
I have felt so discombobulated all week. I have been living out of duffle bags and Rubbermaid’s and haven’t been able to sit at my desk or even walk around my room since I got home. It seems like a simple solution: “Well Dana, why don’t you just take some time to clean your room?” Motivation. I have had none of it. I really don’t know why, but for some reason catching up on this season of 30 Rock & sleeping seemed a lot more important than organizing my room. To be honest, having a disaster of a room really wouldn’t be too out of character for me before January, but once I got my own room at school I started to really appreciate having a room that is neat & ready to function in whatever way I need it to. Looking around my room in frustration, I couldn’t help but realize that this disaster of a room could only be a result of my complete resistance to change. I moved from East Lansing to Woodhaven. I went from barely seeing my family to being with them all the time! [This is a change I like] From having schoolwork to do all the time to working a job full time. From being a building away from my friends to having to settle for a phone call to see what’s going on with them. Real Talk, I think that I just got super overwhelmed with change. It’s like I had some irrational thought that if I didn’t fully unpack, things wouldn’t fully change.
I the LORD do not change. So you, O descendants of Jacob, are not destroyed. [Malachi 2:9]
I can handle this. This is going to be a good summer. God knows what He is doing & for that reason, I never need to be overwhelmed. It’s amazing what a little truth & realization that you need to man up & do something with yourself can do.