Transitions…

How do you handle transitions?

I’m finding that as I grow up I’m becoming this weird mix of two things.  One, I often have great fear and trepidation concerning upcoming transitions.  For example, if you followed my blog in the past, you know I was so afraid to transition into my Sabbatical.

The other, is that I’m very experiential and need new experiences to stay motivated, to enjoy life and be a constructive human being, lest I get bored and start doing stupid things for the sake of having a little adventure in my life.

The result of these two is that I am always starting something new and seeking new experiences but then fearful when those adventures bring transitions.  Isn’t that hillarious?  Also, sick & twisted?

Well, you may have guessed it but I am fearful as I think about the transitions on my horizon… seeking to add to our family…. finishing up my full-time Master’s work….transitioning back into InterVarsity full-time…. starting a new Position Description in InterVarsity… beginning a writing class in May, etc. etc.  I’m afraid!  Yet, God always sees me through my transitions.

I’m trying to learn from my 3 yr. old who was very excited to transition into a big boy bed from his crib.  Because we are still waiting for Daddy to build his toddler bed, we put the mattress on the floor…

… but my friend, Jamie laughed at me for leaving the crib bumper around the mattress so as to ease his the pain from his rolling onto the floor… the whole 5 inches! 🙂

The first nap and night I told him he was not allowed to get out bed without permission and I asked, “Ran, are you going to be okay?”  He said, “yes, Mama, I love my new big boy bed.”

Right now, I’m trying to say, yes, Lord, I love all the transitions you are taking me through.