“Change”
My wife and I lived in a small mountain farmhouse. The windows in the den were high and we had to stand on tiptoes to see out. The rooms were small. The bedroom was eleven feet long by eleven feet wide, after putting a chest of drawers in, we had to turn sideways to get in the bed. At first that was fine, but after a while that got a little old. Something had to change. Things that need to change, seem to have a buildup period before any change can take place. Well, we decided to build a new house with more room. It seems we have to get tired of the way things are before the ground is fertile enough for change to take place. There is preparation before change is wanted. Sometimes I will work so hard that I will change clothes twice a day. How do I know that I need to change? When I am soaking wet with sweat and stink. At times we have to get very uncomfortable before we want change. When I was a little boy Mama would tell us boys to come in and clean up. We would say, but I’m not dirty. We were not uncomfortable, but she was. She was teaching us to recognize uncomfortable, on our end and others. Is it possible to make someone uncomfortable, by what I look like or am doing? Continue reading ““Change””
