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Anchor House Week 9: Change

The deeper I get into my new role the easier it is to seek routine. At the SeaPort very few things are routine besides break time and lunch time. Everything else is subject to weather, shipping schedules, and numerous other factors. As I was told by Trish when I started, flexibility is key.  

Coming from the dynamic environment of intercollegiate athletics there are many similarities. Flexibility was needed in that role too. Rain has forced many a delayed game or the rescheduling of a game. I think for most of us there is some degree of flexibility required in our lives. The Greek philosopher Heraclitus is quoted as saying, "The only constant in life is change." 

I am guessing most of us have heard this saying or some variation of it. It is something we can, most likely, appreciate. This is especially true after the last 24 months we have endured. We saw global change at a rate we've never seen before. Behaviors and cultural norms all shifted seemingly overnight. Change certainly impacted each and everyone of us.

While change happens often and requires us to adjust it is not the only constant in life. There is one, and only one, true constant (sorry Heraclitus). God's love is the only true constant. John 3:16 tells us of the nature of God's love. God's love is so immense he gave his only son that we may have eternity with God, basking in his love. Jesus Christ is the embodiment of God's love. God's love is a constant and the same forever, "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever" (Hebrews 13:8). 

In the face of the change this world may throw your way. Take heart in God's love. It is the only constant in life. 

Be blessed and be a blessing,
Matt

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