Transition hurts!

It is most definitely a season of transition in our household.

We are transitioning from two children to three. Haven Justice, our little man, will be here no later than June 5th to undoubtedly change our entire life forever.  We are so excited and thrilled to meet this new addition to our lives and welcome him with open hearts and open arms.

We are transitioning homes.  We are moving from a two-bedroom cramped cozy apartment, to a pretty large home that has been given to us to live in rent-free until we find a home to purchase and call our very own.  Granted, there is a deadline and time-frame in which we need to find this home (six months) nevertheless, it's an incredible blessing that will allow our family to save and look for a home with time and grace.

We are transitioning ministries.  No, we are not leaving the Orlando House of Prayer by any stretch of the imagination.  However, our personal and familial ministries have been changing and shifting.  Caleb is feeling the tug and pull to begin to emerge back into the ministry scene by ministring in the marketplace and the Church in giving extravagantly of time and finances.  His desire is to start a young men's small group where he can train, disciple and equip young men burning for the Lord.  I, on the other hand, feel strongly that my season-of-hiding is still in full swing and really need to dedicate my time solely to personal, private ministry to the Lord in the secret-place of our home.

We are transitioning seasons.

Transition is never an easy thing.  Heck. It's downright hard. I personally, am not a big fan of it. I won't lie. I avoid it tooth and nail.  I'm so against change and transition, I'd rather have a root canal or be in labor any day of the week.

Even at work, I am seeing transition.  Our centre director will be transitioning into a consultant role and we will have a new centre director.  This has got me so stressed out, I'm even having dreams about it.

Yeah, I know, it's bad.

But I find comfort in knowing that my sweet, precious Christ does not abandon me in transition, but is rather the author of transition.  No really... Christ is the author of all transition, all change and all upheavel in our lives. And He does it simply to draw us nearer to Himself. He is the author and perfector of our faith and our entire lives.  I am being drawn to trust Him and to rest in Him.  To know that His Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. His Spirit goes before me and behind me, enclosing me no matter where I go.

So, be encouraged today.  He is indeed a perfect author and a perfect Father and His delight is in drawing us nearer to Himself...