Change is hard. It’s hard to handle, hard to bear, hard to think about, and hard to implement.
When change comes, it exposes our insecurities… and securities wrongly placed.
What I mean by that is this: change often reveals what is in the heart… the long-held motives and treasures that we’ve hoarded and arranged for the purpose of propping us up, protecting us from our fears, giving us a faint sense of “control.” The Bible calls all such non-Christ-focused security “flesh.” (Romans 8, Galatians 5). In short, flesh is anything in our history that we have arranged, constructed, or convinced ourselves of, hat puts our faith in something other than Christ so that we can handle the burden and pain of life all on our own. Change threatens our fleshly treasure that we’ve worked so hard to accumulate. And few of us like it.
It doesn’t matter if you’re considering change in the context of your individual existence, or in the context of a larger group. Change is hard, for these and many other reasons.
Another reason that change is so difficult is because of what it shows us about the present… our current state of life. T.J. Addington said it well in his blog this week…
…we lack the courage to name our current reality in honest, candid, stark terms which would create a crisis among thinking people. In not naming the true nature of the threat we allow ourselves and others to minimize the need for change.
In short: we don’t want to admit that was is, is not what should be.
Somehow that admission makes us feel bad, like we’ve failed, like we might have sinned, like we might have missed something. The funny thing (and yes, it is really, REALLY funny if you stop to think about it) is that all of those things are true of us, most of the time. So why are we so afraid to admit it?
Because it hurts our pride. It shows us that we are not enough. We are not adequate. Nothing in us is capable of living life as life should be lived. We are sinners in need of a Savior.
Isn’t it neat/interesting/disturbing/thought-provoking/powerful that God orchestrates our lives in such a way that they again, and again, and again teach us that lesson? He loves us that much. He’s willing to tear the foolish, inadequate treasures from our hearts so that we can see our need for His love and grace – and receive it to the eternal benefit of our souls.
What fleshly treasures have you accumulated inside? How have you learned to battle it?