I don't like change.
With roots in the Teutonic forests of Germany, I can be as rigidly religious/traditional as, uh, anyone.
But He who said I cannot drink/receive/experience His fresh, explosive, expansive, glorious wine/graces unless I become a flexible wineskin willing to stretch to make room for more of Him also said, "Behold, I make all things new...even you!"
One of my two best friends in seminary, both named Paul with one now in heaven and the other avec moi about to catch up, just preached in Burlingame California, "A friend went to his 40th high school reunion...Asked what he thought of it, he almost seemed despondent: 'It was one of the saddest experiences of my life...It wasn't what happened but what didn't happen. It has been 40 years, and they haven't changed...It seems some people choose not to change...I never, never want that to be said of me. Life is too precious, too sacred, too important. If you ever see me go stagnant like that, I hope you give me a quick, swift kick where...I hope you'll love me enough to challenge me to keep growing.'"
Kopper takes me for about a mile walk every morning sometime between 4:00 - 5:30 a.m. Then I do 50 push-ups and 150 sit-ups.
I hate it.
But I feel so much better after doing it.
When we stretch to make room for God's best intentions for us, we may not want to do it; but we always feel much better after doing it.
Blessings and Love!