I grew up in a small cabin built by none other than my parents themselves. They had help here and there, but Dad drew up the blueprint, we moved hundreds of miles away, and they got to work. The home has yet to match the blueprint, but that's no surprise considering that a work of art is never fully finished—just as our lives will never fully finish.

 

I can remember using kerosene lamps for light, washing and drying clothes outside, hand-pumping water, carrying loads of firewood in from the snow, and chinking between each hand-raised log.

 

Change was slow and beautiful and paced. And then, one day, it wasn't.

 

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About Shelby Hughes

2017 Shelby L. Hughes | Greensburg, PA | shelbyhugheswriter@gmail.com

Navigating life is hard.

 

One day you are running freely on a graveled road lined with milkweed blooms that attract Monarch butterflies in vast numbers. The air is fresh, the world is beautiful, and you look joyously toward the future. This place is quiet and paced, and then, changes come. Milkweed dies. Monarchs migrate. Adulthood begins.

 

Change upon change occurs and you realize that your carefree days were left in your childhood. You almost believe your childhood encapsulated your best days, but then you think of your husband, your work, your children, your purpose, your __________ (fill in the blank). These were once unfamiliar as a child, once unknown. 

 

Your present day is your best day, but accepting changes in life can be downright difficult sometimes.

 

Sweet friend, there's hope.

 

Though life doesn't go as planned, there are CONSTANTS found at the foot of the cross and in the beauty of holiness. These changes, these different plans, these unfamiliar places, become tapestries of trust when we place our hope in an unchanging God.

 

Some of us run toward change. Change the world. Change your life. Change the future.

 

Others of us struggle. We crave slow paces, live more fully when taking our time.

 

I get that. And because I get that, because I've been there, because I long for slowing, I'm writing here to support the simple and tested and true. 

 

We live in the unknown with a known God, and he's got us. And it's because he's got us that we can choose to love this day fully, change and all, and find anchored hope for our souls.

 

My soul clings to constants, and I write to support you in the inconsistency of this world.

 

Think of the change you are dealing with right now. Could you use some hopeful vision? Download this free ebook and let's conquer change together.

 

 

 

When you download this free ebook, you will also receive my monthly newsletter. I won't clutter your email because I believe in quality over quantity. Click here to receive my step by step process on conquering change complete with stories that will offer you hope in the midst of your greatest change.

It is my hope that my writing will help you:

  • live life fully among the changes you can't control

  • find peace in the unplanned

  • cultivate trust during a change

  • focus on unchanging truths

  • embrace God's plan for your life

Perhaps one day we'll chat over coffee and share our life stories with one another, the deep matters that few know. Until then, here's the short version of my story. 

 

Changes, both chosen and unchosen, make up my story, and that is why I write.

 

I grew up in a small cabin built by none other than my parents themselves. They had help here and there, but Dad drew up the blueprint, we moved hundreds of miles away, and they got to work. The home has yet to match the blueprint, but that's no surprise considering that a work of art is never fully finished—just as our lives will never fully finish.

 

I can remember using kerosene lamps for light, washing and drying clothes outside, hand-pumping water, carrying loads of firewood in from the snow, and chinking between each hand-raised log.

 

Change was slow and beautiful and paced. And then, one day, it wasn't.

 

People I loved left this life too fast.

 

My sister suddenly moved away from home.

 

Decisions regarding my future echoed from many voices.

 

Life brought changes without my readiness.

 

Today, I am married with two beautiful girls. When people meet my husband, they quickly notice that he’s an amputee, but such drastic loss doesn’t define him. Though losing his leg was certainly a change, he refused to let such a loss hinder him from living life. Since then, he has experienced other changes as well, changes that have brought both loss and gain, changes that we have traversed together. He has taught me what it means to deal with uncontrolled changes, the ones that we grapple with on a daily basis.

 

If it weren’t for change, our lives and our stories wouldn’t be the same.

 

If it weren’t for change, life would serve little purpose.

 

If it weren’t for change, trusting God’s plan would be impossible.

 

So grab your raggedy blanket - the one you have trouble letting go of - and let's conquer change together.

 

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