There’s an old saying: if you want to make an omelette, you’ve got to break some eggs.
On a rural road near my parents’ house, there used to be an old, fallen-down barn. This structure (what was left of it) was an eyesore, a danger, and served no useful purpose. Then two interesting things happened: (1) the local fire department used it as a practice for a “controlled burn,” and cleared the site, then (2) the community came together to build a Habitat for Humanity house on the lot. Soon, the old barn had been replaced by a lovely, tidy little home with flowerbeds out front, and bicycles in the driveway.
In order for this to happen, the “old” had to be swept away.
Change can be scary. Periods of transformation are anxious times, filled with uncertainty and doubt. We long to cling to the familiar. But when we’re most afraid, that’s the time to fix our eyes on the horizon, to anticipate better things ahead, to have faith that the old barn will be replaced by a pretty house, full of new life.
Let’s be hopeful.