Moving Day: Lessons in Humility
Much has changed even since this entry. Because this current place doesn't have a light at the crosswalk, someone is sent out with me when I leave for home because people come flying around the corner from the Wal-Mart parking lot. (Those who were off the same time I was and could give me a ride to the train station are gone.) As for getting lost, I still don't know which conference room is which! LOL!
June 9, 2010
On May 31, after 10 years, 2 months, and 25 days, our office moved to a new location. I usually receive such changes fairly positively, but due to the circumstances precipitating the relocation as mentioned in previous posts, I found it difficult to see anything good in this latest development.
I found myself becoming the queen of procrastination, putting off making contacts I knew I should make to best position myself properly to know where I would be going, both inside and outside the building. As the day loomed ever closer, I knew I was setting myself up to get lost for certain. Being such a perfectionist, I tried to fathom why I was doing this. I finally came to the conclusion that leaving the old place would feel something like saying goodbye to my husband all over again because he had picked me up from that location so many times. I simply couldn’t stand the thought of tearing away what felt like that last vestige of him. By being there, he’d always allowed me to be somewhat “normal”, not needing too much help. In fact, one of my favorite tributes at his memorial was our church’s music director’s wife recalling how he always made sure whatever games were played during game night at church were accessible to me. (There are a lot of tactile games, but they can be expensive for a church budget.)
Subconsciously, I resisted all of this, but time stops for no one, so finally the day came. There was really only one day that I was able to visit the place anyway. I couldn’t believe how much more difficult it was to grasp the layout. It’s a sort of circle with aisles set at odd angles. Perhaps it was simply mental block. Whereas I pretty much had the original place figured out within a day, this one has proved to be a bit of a challenge.
But an amazing thing has started to happen. My first day at the new place was June 1, and it’s now the 8th. I’m still getting lost, and it’s really knocking me down a few pegs!
Proverbs 16:18 (King James Version)
Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.
But we’re all starting to have fun with it. To put it in the words of one colleague, “You get one free pass from each of us,” which means because there are 12 others on my team, I can get lost a total of 12 times!
Another thing that occurred was that as people discovered that my commute was extended 1 hour on this new route, we came up with other solutions, which again required my giving up pride. Now a coworker drops me off at a point where there’s a better connection.
As I’ve stated before, time and space would fail me to name all the people who’ve made Scripture—and my favorite song—come to life. My favorite song? That’s not hard to figure out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nt2kM0TsubU
My friends and I have recently begun to realize how surprised we will probably be to find out who’s in Heaven and who doesn’t make it. I know this much.
Matthew 25:40 (King James Version)
And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.