I’m about three weeks into the biggest change I’ve made in a very long time. I’ve said goodbye to the job I loved, taken early retirement, and am making my long-time, very part-time writing career into something more. We’ll see how that turns out. (Eep!)
But I will say this: as much as I miss the people I worked with, as much as I loved what I did for the last 23 years, as difficult as it was to say goodbye, I am excited about the future.
Change can be energizing.
Pentecost is all about change. Truly, there is nothing to this story except tremendous change. Change has already happened (Jesus is gone) and change is ongoing. As the writer pens this tale he knows what some of the upheavals are going to be for this group of believers. They’ll struggle with pressures from outside and inside their society. They’ll want to bring in newcomers but will not be happy with some of the changes newcomers bring. They’ll try to be inclusive, but not always successfully. They’ll attempt to carry on the way they think Jesus would want them to, and sometimes they’ll fail at it. They’ll argue about the best way to go on.
Change isn’t always easy.
But change they must. It’s part of life; it’s part of a life of faith. Invited or not, welcomed or not, it comes to all of us.
Change is inevitable.
As individuals or in institutions, we can resist change, ignore change, berate change. We often want to go back to those times when things were comfortable or exciting, important or fun, more free or more structured. But going back in time is impossible. Moving forward is our only choice.
When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly from heaven there came a sound like the rush of a violent wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting. Divided tongues, as of fire, appeared among them, and a tongue rested on each of them. [from Acts 2]
Like that group waiting, praying, hoping, we look to see what’s coming next. The one thing we know is that it won’t be what we expect.
Change is coming.
Let’s meet it with our heads and hearts on fire.
© Melissa Bane Sevier, 2015