My Cheese is Moving

A number of years ago Dr. Spencer Johnson wrote a book that flew off the shelves-Who Moved My Cheese. The story chronicles how 4 mice living in a maze found their source of cheese, lost it and had to go looking for it again. It was a depiction of how we as humans handle change, or not.

Last week I realized just how much in the past couple years that My Cheese Is Moving. New job, new location, lots of travel, new place to live, another new place to live, selling a house, finding a place to worship, changing my office several times, changing my parking spot...I could go on, but here is the point I arrived at - after a certain amount of change, the human body and mind starts to rebel.

It rebels through the stress, that even if internalized begins to wear you down, it continues with a sense of being overwhelmed, and arrives eventually at a place where you have frankly have had enough change and draw a line in the sand. You need a break from change, you need to repeat the Serenity Prayer many times and ask God when does it end?

Not a lack of faith, but an asking of the question that is asked many times in scripture. We could take this blog many places from here, but if you will allow me to, let me just put it on a single mark. As the book points out, those who have prepared for change (2 of the mice stored cheese for an eventual cheese drought), need only to take a step back for a moment, gather themselves and press on.

Others feel totally lost and struggle mightily with anxiety, depression and uncertainty (the other 2 mice are called Hem and Haw after complaining humans),
and they waste a whole lot of time pointing fingers, blaming their plight on others.

So the point is when you find My Cheese Is Moving if we stay centered on the faith we have stored up, on the God who will take us to the ultimate promised land, we won't let a bunch of cheese moving hold us back, we will keep pressing forward to find new cheese.

It's called the adventure of life, it even makes you wonder why Swiss Cheese has holes in it? (That would be another blog topic)