Nothing ever stays the same, sometimes we love that,
sometimes we yearn for change, and we beg God for it. God, help me to get out of this circumstance,
please give me a different life, couldn’t I please live in a more beautiful
house, a bigger town, a better weather pattern…God, please give me something
different…I need a change!
Sometimes we want people to change, we want a better life
and we beg God for it. God, please change
my spouse, change the attitude of my children, please help change the heart of
this stubborn person…God please change me!
Yes, we sometimes want change because we are in a rut,
sometimes because we are sad, sometimes because we are hurt, and sometimes we
want change so that our life will be perfect…perfect in our eyes, yes a change
is as good as a rest.
Sometimes we don’t want change at all, sometimes we want
everything to stay the same, saying things like; this is the way I like it, don’t
fix it if it ain’t broken, please just leave it as it is, this is perfect as is and in angry voices we say, don’t change anything, just
leave it!
Sometimes change happens so slowly that we don’t even
realize anything changed, until someone points it out…do you remember when
things were this way?
Sometimes change catches us off guard, we didn’t expect
it and it affects our heart and soul, sometimes in an awesome amazing way, in a
way that we can’t believe our good fortune, our heart cannot contain the joy; a
new baby, a new job, a wedding, a marriage, a new life.
Sometimes change catches us off guard and it affects our
heart and soul in a way that we can barely breathe, tears flow, hearts break,
souls hurt and we can clearly see that
things will never be the same again…ever.
John’s Dad has been in hospital care for well over a
month, he has just been moved to a care home, we are hoping that he will be
able to be moved to the place where he has enjoyed life for the last few years…we
are hoping. He is not sick, he does not
need all sorts of medication, he is not on any life support, but he needs help
to do the basic things, necessary things to make him comfortable. He has changed. Before he went into the
hospital my son brought him out for a visit and we saw him changed, ”Mom something
is different about Grampa...”
When a man changes it is noticed.
Dad was known to all of us as a man with a definite outlook;
he was steadfast in his views, holding them tight; whether it was the views of
his faith, politics or family life. He
was a hard worker, always on the lookout for a job to do, sometimes to make
money, sometimes to be important. He very often was outspoken, stating his
views to the world, once in a while he looked out for the other guy and stepped
in to help but not always. He was a man of pride and strength, steel and iron…he
had a hard knocks life but he also was the father and grandfather of many
blessings, sometimes he didn’t know it,
at least he didn’t speak it, but deep inside I believe he knew it.
He was a hard
boss, a hard father and a hard husband for most of the years that I have known
him but I saw him change. When John was
dying, he came near to him and asked for forgiveness, a hard thing to say, a
hard thing to do…a father changed.
Before John, he lost other loved ones, his grandson, his youngest son,
his wife, his brother; a lot of loss, a lot of tears…tears soften the
soul. Dad changed, a softer man, a
softer heart, I saw that, I know that.
But now, Dad has changed again, after
suffering a small stroke, his heart has softened more, along with his
soul. He is sweeter, he doesn’t know he
is sweeter, it might even make him mad if he did, but he is, he is
changed. He doesn’t know everyone
anymore, some he calls by the wrong name, some names he can’t recall at all, he
can’t understand where he is…but his face lights up when he sees a face he
knows, he can still play the piano, he smiles at remembering something, and
sometimes his eyes glass over and a tear falls.
This is a new life for him and for us…a man changed.
Nothing ever stays the same.
