When we think of “transformation” we often think of “change”, and when we think about “change” that’s when we sometimes begin to dig our heels in… Change isn’t something humans do easily!
Whilst it can seem like the two things are synonymous, and sometimes change is necessary for transformation to happen, the distinction is (to me) that where “change” is about going from one way of being directly to another as if where we are is in some way bad, “transformation” is about moving through from where we are to where we could be at our best.
It’s said that “The end of the World for a Caterpillar is a Butterfly.” The caterpillar isn’t inherently bad, but it equally it isn’t at the place where it will be all it can be. Transformation is about the journey through from where we are, to where we were always destined to be.
Transformation is about releasing what’s already there.
It’s about fulfilling potential.
In January I was bed-ridden with flu. It was the real deal, not just man-flu. My joints and muscles were sore, my head and face hurt, I was lethargic, and could only manage to sleep. I dosed up on fluids and over-the-counter drugs to try and fight it off whilst I slept. And after three days of being in bed I put my glasses back on again for the first time in days. But there was a problem.
The last time I’d worn my glasses I had been able to see perfectly, the prescription restoring 20/20 vision and correcting my astigmatism. Now I was seeing double whilst wearing my glasses. An emergency opticians appointment gave me some new lenses with prisms to correct may vision, but they couldn’t spot a discernible reason for the sudden change so the optician referred me to the GP. After several inconclusive blood tests and diet checks to assess whether there was a viral or dietary reason for it, I just put it down to “one of those things that happens when you reach 36”.
A couple of months later I was at one of our churches when someone in the congregation asked how I was doing and shared a similar experience they’d had. The cause for them had been codeine. I initially responded to say I hadn’t had any codeine, but mid-sentence realised I had taken two extra strong paracetamol-codeine tablets that were in the cupboard… I haven’t verified it as the cause, but safe to say I won’t be taking it again in a hurry!
Here’s my point: I had taken my vision for granted, and without vision I was less capable and more ineffective...
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