Something's Got To Change

In my mind’s eye I see it; cartoon-like, in crayon, written all over the inside of a house; like The Shining, sans-horror. Scrawled on the doors, the oven, the refrigerator and on a placard above the central writing desk it says, “Something’s got to change!” The phrase appeared in the letter of missionaries we know. They were the words that changed everything for them! Propelled forward---the arc of a life sprung from that basic thought; “Something’s got to change!”


When I was a teenager I would get the sense that life was standing still; a sailing vessel on the sea stuck with no wind. I would sense that there was something coming—something just off in the distance that would change. I’d whistle Phil Collins, “Can’t you feel it coming on the air tonite? Hold on…”

Now I’m in my early fifties and newly married. Both of us look at our current life situation and think, “Something’s got to change!” It’s not one easily-identifiable simple thing but it’s a slew of different things some of which are just gut feelings. Like what? There’s got to be more of God. Deeper, we want to go deeper. We live in a little run down rental. We’d like a bigger place; want to be able to garden, to relax, to spread out a bit. Others—the desire is to pour life into others. What does that look like? How does that happen?

We seek, we pray, we read and we reflect. We bounce questions around. I guess they call that brainstorming. It’s the act of moving. It’s too easy to get complacent and settle in. Soul isn’t satisfied in complacency.

We’re waiting for God to fill the sails. There are days it seems daunting. Still we keep seeking, keep moving, keep believing that God is a rewarder of those that diligently seek Him. We move and we knock on doors and then God reminds us that being still is important too. I guess the process is important. Something’s gotta change. I’ll keep you posted as we wrestle with what—and how.