I hate them. They are not easy. They mean change. Readjusting. Re-scheduling. Re-organizing.
This past Saturday saw the next step in life as I returned to the industrial yet sometimes friendly city of Jax. It's a big step from my bagel-selling summer. I wasn't ready to come back up here. Though I never am.
But transitions are good things. Despite myself being against coming back up here (and not because I do not like it up here, but because of the change) I am now back and into the swing of school. I know I hate change because it upsets the status quo. I don't like not knowing what comes next. And transitions mean that we must let go of the present that we understand and can hold and exchange it for something we don't know or can predict (even if it is returning to somewhere we've been before.)
But I know transitions are good because they shake me out of stagnation. Too often in my own life I prefer something I know, something familiar because it is comfortable. It does not require work. Call it laziness (and it probably is that) or what ever it is but I prefer it. And I know this has also seeped into my spiritual life.
Going to church, hanging with my Christian friends, going to my Christian events, and the like have caused me to fall (as it so often does) into a season of life where I do those things and kind of let life pass me by without taking action. And it is a dangerous thing because I am not being the man God has made me to be. He has called me and every other believer to action. Not to sit around like a stagnant pool that grows algae. And that is why we need transitions.
That is why I need transitions. I think that is one reason we have transitions in our lives. I wouldn't put it passed God to use the many changes in our lives to stir us up from out complacency. So live life with purpose. Really live it. Don't let it pass you by.