Moving forward physically from one place to another can be equated to major life changes.
Moving. It is exciting and taxing. The thought of getting into a new place and making it your own is just fun. But moving? Not really. Boxes and boxes. You just hope you labeled them well enough. When you get there and look at the mountain of boxes and wonder, “Where did I put the coffee pot?”
Moving is a process that nearly everyone experiences. I have moved nearly twenty times in my life. You may have moved many more. Some moves involved changing streets in the same town, but some were total culture changes. You learn to adapt and move forward. Or lives are much like this too. We are constantly moving in a direction. We may gain that direction from experience or emotion. Some of us follow a leader some are leaders.
The worst part of moving is getting everything out of the nooks and crannies they were stuck in, loading them in boxes, then hoping you will find the things you need within the first month. Moving disrupts our lives. We feel like chaos has developed and we can’t wait to be finished. Yet it is often a shedding of old from our lives. We examine all the “stuff” of our lives and throw away the things we never used. We stumble on old photos or notes that bring a laugh or a tear.
Moving forward in life can be like this too. Take a moment to investigate your relationships, your family, your faith. Reexamine attitudes about those close to you. I want moving forward to be a growing thing that draws me closer to others, setting aside old hurts and conflicts. I want to draw closer to my closest friend and to my God. When the chaos has passed I want to have that positive outlook that helps others too.by