Change … its inevitable isn’t it? Now, I’m not talking about changing diapers, changing clothes, changing your mind about what to cook for dinner or changing lanes but rather the bigger changes that come. To change jobs, to change locations, to change your lifestyle, to change churches, and even the changes of a woman’s body due to life growing within her belly are some of the bigger changes I am talking about. This was the lot of my husband and me nearly three years ago.
Family changes, as exciting as they can be, are also difficult transitions. We naively and if I am honest, we somewhat proudly, transitioned our little family of three into a section eight housing complex in East Dallas.
‘We can do it! God calls us to minister to the poor, right?’ Besides our zeal to love the poor, my husband was embarking on the exciting opportunity to receive a graduate degree from Redeemer Seminary. I had a whopping one year under my belt in mothering when we planned for our second child. So here we were, in a low-income, high crime neighborhood, and a predominately African American culture we knew nothing about, while sounds of a large unfamiliar city met us within our apartment walls. On top of that my hormones were having a party without me! We were in need of a church home, in need of friends and desperately in need of God to be the lifter of our heads
(Psalm 3:3). Yet, time seemed to pass annoyingly slow in regards to these desires coming true. Why?
Stressed, would be the first word to come to our minds when asked,
“How are you doing?” I saw my husband wearisome battle the juggling of seminary studies, the high calling he took toward ministering to our community and his desire to be a godly husband and Daddy. All eyes were on us, we stood out, and we weren’t necessarily welcomed, thus, we were left worn down and confused.
Change… perhaps this change was made with wrong motives you say, or perhaps these choices look to you as decisions made by an immature couple, or maybe you’re laughing, perhaps even crying because you have made similar choices as well. Even though your perceptions are partially right, there is another side to the reason we faced these transitions. The truth is, these changes were also chosen and set with purpose but not by us. They were purposed with gentle grace and without mistake by One who has no marks of mistakes on Him. Outwardly we centered our eyes on the changes all around us, while inwardly there was a lot more going on. We had high hopes to change the community, Jesus, had higher hopes of changing our souls.

We saw the the ugliness of anger, finger pointing, bitterness, ungratefulness, the see-saw of pride and self-pity, and even sinful silence rear their ugly heads more than we ever would have liked to admit. But, before we could explain how or even realize it was happening these two changes: the outward reality and inward need, began to blend together in the most mysterious yet magical way.
As we were being humbled inwardly God clearly led us outwardly toward the needs of the children around us. He helped us start an after-school program as well as a small bike repair program for at-risk kids living in our apartments… and would you know it? These children welcomed us and loved us back but not only that, over time their parent began to trust and love us as well! This didn’t come quickly and it didn’t turn into some pretty package over night for it still doesn’t have a nice little bow tied around it but changes were happening. Good and bad, they were happening.


We all struggle with patience, with loving one another, with blame shifting, with bitterness, we struggle with unbelief, with trust issues, with pain and how to handle it, with self-help efforts or coping means that never work and where are we left? Where are you left? Christian or not, we are only left to wallow in self-pity or pick ourselves up by our boot straps. Or is there a third option? Is there the option of something greater than ourselves, something higher than what the world offers, something beyond hoping another change in location will ‘work’, something that money has never been able to do, or a new relationship has ever been able to offer, is there an option for something that won’t leave us when we leave it over and over and over again?

Yes! This ‘something’ rides a horse with a robe dripping crimson, whose hand is held out strong and whose calls Himself, Faithful and True. This Man, named, The Christ, is in the business of saving people but He is also in the business of changing people. We need His covenant, His covering, His grace, and His working within us to change in big ways and even in teeny tiny ways. “
So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in him…” (Colossian 2:6- emphasis mine). He is patient with us. He works gently and He works slowly. He knows what we can handle and so He knows what we can’t handle.
And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ, (Philippians 1:6).
How we may long for Him to return and make all things right again, but how much more He must fervently and eagerly long for the day He returns to us! “Therefore, my brothers, whom I love and long for, my joy and my crown…” Philippians 4:1
May you know more deeply His loving hand in the areas of change you are facing, for they were chosen and set with purpose for you too!
Changing with you, Emily Murphy
I'm Emily, a daughter of Christ Jesus and a wife to a handsome man named, Jack who recently graduated with a Masters Degree from Redeemer Seminary and who is entering the mission field of public teaching to Junior High Students. I am known as, Mommy, to Jackson (3) and Jonah (1) and in "all" my spare time, I am a self-growing and self-taught photographer and poet. I continue to be intrigued with the variety of art one can create by capturing moments in time through rays of light. Poetry is one of the most thrilling ways I find I can express myself and escape at the same time. Thank you for taking time to know me a little and to hear from my heart. To see more of my work please visit, http://pherophotographyandpoetry.blogspot.com
or to contact me please email me at,
pherophotos@yahoo.com
Gratefully,
Emily Murphy