J,
Been thinking about you and I remember something now. I remember being you.
Think about it. We spent X number of years of our life thinking we were who we were. And then poof -- we're born again. No longer that person, but someone new. First birth has to be easier, because we had nothing to compare it with. Or, at the very least, we weren't that baby in the womb all that long, so it wasn't ingrained in us.
We were used to who we were. Maybe not all that happy with ourselves, but at least we knew who we were. And then this big change. Birth -- about the biggest change there is in life.
And we can no longer rely on who we were. And who we were is an affront to who we are now. So, yeah, lots of things get tossed out the window. But, what replaces all that? We have a vague idea, but nothing concrete yet, and we know we're no longer the interior decorator. (The Lord is.) All in all, life gets messy during the sweep out. We're discombobulated because we now know we're no longer in charge, but we're still new with the one who is in charge.
Picture spring cleaning to the messiest of rooms. Along with the mess, the furniture gets moved about too. We're swimming in the mess as it's being tossed to the side, but ultimately, the room will look so much better.
Yes! When you first come to the Lord, life gets messier. You lose friends, you lose your old purpose, you lose all your old comforts. You might even lose family. (Or, they just look at you funny for a while.) You have to readjust to the fact you aren't merely in control of your life, but you never were. This is what you're going through.
It gets better than this. I'm not saying nothing bad will ever happen again, because looking back at my life, a whole lot of bad happened again. BUT, you get to know the Interior Decorator better, and he becomes a friend, family, mentor, teacher, comfort, and comfort giver. He already is that, but you're just going through the befuddlement stage, when you see your old life melting away.
We felt secure in our old life. At least we thought we were, only to find out we never were. But it was familiar, so it really is a loss. And then we face our true security and the one who really will make it all better -- not merely in heaven, but as we live on earth too.
I remember being you. I remember confused and befuddled. I more remember it got far better than I could imagine. And it was worth the trip, because the Lord is worth everything. No. Seriously not easy. Worth it though.