The (Painful) Price of Change

58 years old, and I finally know what I want to do when I grow up.


You’d think I’d have that figured out years ago, but so-not-so in my life!

I got married young, raised three wonderful children into productive adults, got heavily involved in my local church and owned a few businesses, doing life the best I knew how.

And it was good. Very good.

And throughout all the days of my years, I couldn’t stop being curious about people. What makes them tick. What keeps them bound. What engages them, motivates them, inspires them?

And throughout all the days fo my years, I couldnt’ stop finding ways to be a hope bearer in all that I put my hand to.

And it was good. Very good.

And then, right about when I began considering moving from working days to a season of slowing down, the calling came. I knew that I knew that this was the voice of God, and that every endeavor thus far had made me ready for this day.

I said yes.

But this turning the corner, it is pricey on so many levels. What about the “retirement” plans we had? And the slower days ahead? And the years on the calendar–so many behind me, so few ahead? What about the people all around–what will they say? How will they judge me? Will I lose my friends?

And the answer is: God’s grace is sufficient. It comes packaged right within the calling.  I may lose my friends, I may be judged, I may choose to put my hand to the plow until the day I am called home, never tasting retirement, or slow days, or endless leasure. But I get to be alive, bursting with a purpose that can change the world. I get to bring hope, one conversation at a time. I get to show people that they have a choice, and that God is for them.

And it is good. Very good.

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