Embracing Change


The dog wasn’t happy when the baby came home. For weeks she sulked on the armchair looking lost. I’d never seen her so sad.

Prior to that, she’d happily occupied her place on my lap, assured of her purpose in our family. She was a lap dog, devoted in her mission to comfort and cuddle. Now, it seemed, the baby had taken that role. My sweet puppy lingered in her saddened state for much of the baby’s first year, despite our consistent reassurance of love.

As the baby grew, things started to change…again. The dog seemed to sense it. Suddenly, her little rival was transforming into a friend—someone new to cuddle and play with. Soon they were inseparable. And when the second baby came along, the dog was unfazed. She knew the little lap-thief was a future companion. Unhappy as she was when things first changed, she’s now reaping the benefits of two pint-sized best friends.

Change is never comfortable when it comes. We lose our bearings and struggle to find our footing. But if we can look beyond the moment of change to the ultimate outcome, we may more readily embrace it. Faith enables us to see change as a seed, piercing the ground and transforming the soil. Our response is to patiently wait, knowing the seed will transform into something beautiful in its time.

“He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.” (Ecclesiastes 3:11)



  1. This is a great message. I am struggling with the discomfort of change right now, redefining my goals and purpose in light of the fact that I am a mother now, and my job is to stay home and be a, well, homemaker. I have been trying to embrace this fact for the full 15 months of my son’s life, and I think I am making some breakthroughs. Giving up some goals that just don’t fit this season of life in order to embrace the beauty of this time–and reconnect with God. I have faith that this will all result in great changes in the end. Thanks for the inspiration.

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    1. I understand completely. We adopted our children after 12 years of marriage, and as much as I desired motherhood and love my kids, it was a big transition. Just the other day I was thinking of all the changes I’ve made over the past few years…stepping away from responsibilities that took me away from my family, letting go of dreams that (as you said so eloquently) don’t fit this season, and so much more. I keep reminding myself that I’ll never have another opportunity to parent my kids, so I want to give them all I am, believing it’s a worthy sacrifice. There’s so many successful authors, musicians, and other professionals in this world…but not enough well-loved children. In the end, I believe the well-loved child will make a greater impact than I ever could. That’s what keeps me going!


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