I came to a realization last night, one that I’ve been waiting for for a while now. I’m not sure how to explain it really, but it’s a realization and recognition of the changing nature of… well, everything I guess.
We all define ourselves based on what kind of things we are involved in, where we are in our lives, etc. But nothing is static and things are always moving from one state to another. Sometimes we might not want or ask for the change that has come upon us, but we have to accept that change and make it work for us rather than against us. To take a phrase I’ve heard from some of my environmentally minded friends, we have to adapt or die. It sounds harsh, but I think it’s true. If a change comes along that we weren’t looking for, that we didn’t want, we cannot let it be the end of us and we cannot let that change and that feeling of resentment of change define us. That can be difficult I know. But when we finally let go of something and embrace the change, recognizing that the past is the past and that the future is wide open, not defined at all, it is a liberating feeling. I’ve had that feeling of liberation a few times in the past year, and each time it’s been absolutely refreshing.
I am a firm believer in the will of God and that whatever happens is part of His plan for us. I know some people think that this is a really simplistic way of looking at the world and that only people who have never really experienced any kind of tragedy think that way. I’m proof that this isn’t true. I’ve experienced my own bit of tragedy, hardship, whatever you want to call it. I’m not going to get into that though. As I was saying, I honestly believe that whatever happens, good or bad, teaches us something valuable and that every person is put into our lives to teach us something if we will just let them. And you know that saying that “whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger?” I think there’s truth in that as well.
But the way I’m talking here makes it sound like all change comes in the form of some kind of surprise that hits you in the face and that you just have to deal with. That isn’t the case at all and I’m sure you all know that. Sometimes you make the change happen yourself. As I’m writing this, one of the things I’m thinking about is something that’s been on my mind a lot lately, the prospect of law school. This is a change that I will consciously decide to take on, but how much change I have not yet decided.
These thoughts have brought me to something else I’ve found interesting the past several weeks, and that is a couple of Sunday homilies I’ve heard. With the season of Advent upon us we are constantly reminded of change and preparing for something new, and this is something that the priest at UofL has pointed out a couple times. He told us in two separate homilies that sometimes we need to let something go, let something end, in order for something new to take its place. This is so true! Allowing something to end may be uncomfortable for all of us, but it might lead to something much better.
Oh, the only way you’ll really know is to really let it go.
-Ingrid Michaelson, “Maybe”





