
Where is God calling you to let go? A friend of mine recently retweeted the following, the first part of which I’ve heard many times.
“The only constant is change. When I submit to that reality, creativity and passion float to the surface.”
And the comment made me think about the nature of change embedded into the universe. God didn’t begin with perfect. God began with good. But it’s easy to assume that what is good can’t change. If it’s good, why on earth would it want to change. But that’s the rub. Good is a qualitative state that does just that. It allows for change. In other words, God embedded into the world a natural creativity that allowed for things to grow and change, which then allows for a constant stream of creativity, as opposed to something static. Because I can imagine if we did begin perfect, we’d spend the rest of our lives not wanting to change. And that is honestly the epitome of hell to me.
Which leads me to the nature of grace. What if grace is embedded into change? What if the very nature of change reveals the reality of grace. In other words, God has already gotten over all of our junk. Because in the end change has consequences, some good and some bad. It does affect us but none of it defines us. And the sooner we let go of our judgments about it, the sooner we can get over it, embracing the reality of grace.
Buddhists have a very similar understanding of the creativity and change embedded into their practice of meditation. In meditation, the deepest form of it is the free flowing mind, to empty the mind of thought. But the emptiness is not a void. It’s the process of allowing the mind to experience and let go of the thought process. And I was thinking it’s essentially the practice of grace.
I looked at my son tonight and realized that as much as I love him at this age, I don’t really want him to stay this age. I want him to grow and change. I want him to experience the fullness of life that comes from growing, pain, suffering, joy, challenge and overcoming. I want him to know the feeling of not getting the job, kissing the girl for the first time, failing a test, and getting down on his knee to ask a girl to marry him. But he can only experience that if I let go of who he is now. I want him to feel the full range of emotions that come from being human.
But then I was immediately hit with the same reality for myself, and then my family, and then my neighbor, and then…my enemy. How much of life is dealing with the frustrations with wanting things not to change. How much of our striving, wars, conflict and the worst that we have to offer is because we’re afraid of what’s next, or we’re trying to get to something that we once had. And it captivates us with fear because no matter how much we try, we can’t get it back.
So it seems to that the risk God took with the world is to allow us to grow, and that growth is the fullest experience of grace. What say you?












