Same, Just Different Venue
I was having a conversation the other day with one of my co-workers. They asked me how I like my new position. I have been getting this question a great deal as of late. But it has caused me many moments of reflection.
Yes, I have a different title, job responsibility, and desk, but other than that, it is just like everything else I have started or done in my life. There are things I enjoy and some I don't. I get nervous, stressed, and frustrated that I don't appear to be on top of my game. It is humbling and gratifying at the same time. It is no different than my introductions to other new departments, new cities, new jobs, new schools, or even married life.
There are mornings that I wake up sick to my stomach because I know that what I am going to do deal with in the office is not going to be pleasant. My hands still sweat and I find myself doing once overs in the bathroom mirrors before meeting new people for fear of making a bad impression. I have sleepless nights as I toss, turn, and rehearse experiences from the day that did not go as well as I would have liked and try to figure out how I could have made it better and what I can do to repair any damage that may I may have caused.
On the large board game called "Life", I have just passed to a new level. I am the newbie on the block. I am green behind the ears. In a way, it all starts over and I repeat the same experiences that I experienced in the level before. Fortunately, I am able to draw upon those past experiences to help ease the growing pains. The venue looks different.
The more I think about it, the more I realize that it probably won't change. I begin to wonder how many of such experiences has our Father in Heaven experienced? Does he still get the pit in His stomach. I wonder if he feels the pits that we feel as he remembers what it was like for him to experience the same things we set out to experience. I know I do as I re-live my youth through my childrens' experiences. Their venues are different, but the newness of it all is the same. I feel for them, know they must experience it for themselves, and do what I can to soften the bumps.
I just keeps happening, it will continue to happen. Is that what the Lord meant when he said he is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow? It makes me wonder.
Yes, I have a different title, job responsibility, and desk, but other than that, it is just like everything else I have started or done in my life. There are things I enjoy and some I don't. I get nervous, stressed, and frustrated that I don't appear to be on top of my game. It is humbling and gratifying at the same time. It is no different than my introductions to other new departments, new cities, new jobs, new schools, or even married life.
There are mornings that I wake up sick to my stomach because I know that what I am going to do deal with in the office is not going to be pleasant. My hands still sweat and I find myself doing once overs in the bathroom mirrors before meeting new people for fear of making a bad impression. I have sleepless nights as I toss, turn, and rehearse experiences from the day that did not go as well as I would have liked and try to figure out how I could have made it better and what I can do to repair any damage that may I may have caused.
On the large board game called "Life", I have just passed to a new level. I am the newbie on the block. I am green behind the ears. In a way, it all starts over and I repeat the same experiences that I experienced in the level before. Fortunately, I am able to draw upon those past experiences to help ease the growing pains. The venue looks different.
The more I think about it, the more I realize that it probably won't change. I begin to wonder how many of such experiences has our Father in Heaven experienced? Does he still get the pit in His stomach. I wonder if he feels the pits that we feel as he remembers what it was like for him to experience the same things we set out to experience. I know I do as I re-live my youth through my childrens' experiences. Their venues are different, but the newness of it all is the same. I feel for them, know they must experience it for themselves, and do what I can to soften the bumps.
I just keeps happening, it will continue to happen. Is that what the Lord meant when he said he is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow? It makes me wonder.
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