When We Grow
My kids are shifting to a new school this Fall and while I'm excited for them, they are (understandably) a bit anxious. My son said yesterday, with a bit of sadness in his voice, "the thing is that I was so comfortable at the old school and now, I just don't know..."
Totally normal right? What 12 year old wouldn't have the same reaction?
Old school- comfortable. New school- unknown and scary.
I felt the same way when I went to Washington, DC for undergraduate studies. I distinctly remember feeling that if I could get through it, I could probably get through anything.
Life is often like this: when we are stretched, we grow. When we step out of the boat, we get a chance to drown or to walk on water. When we serve someone we previously considered alien, we destroy a boundary. When we pray deeply, we cross a bridge. When we give freely, we become more generous.
I'm doing new work these days, out of the boat kind of work. Higher education is very different and universities move s-l-o-w-l-y. Staying in K-12 education was comfortable, this is, similar to my 12 year old, unknown and scary. Still, it's incredibly energizing to be challenged and be a little bit uncomfortable.
That's when we grow.