As my dear friends have prepared their classrooms and lessons for the first week of school, I have been poring over children’s Bible curriculum and preparing my own children to return to school. As it turns out, I should have been preparing my heart. No matter how right or good change is, it is still hard. My flesh is so resistant to change, in spite of how often change has come. If God had come down in a literal cloud and given me audible directions Himself, I could not be more confident that I am where I am meant to be. Nevertheless, seeing that school swing back into motion without me left me reeling a bit.