Babies with Wet Diapers

Very few people in the world like change. The only people who like change are babies with wet diapers.

How true it is. Unknown terrifies us. That may be one of the many reasons people do not like mathematics. Students were always asked to solve for the unknowns.

Changes always come with unknowns.

Changes come more often and in a faster pace. I can still remember the days of command lines when I have to operate any computer. I started with a machine called Nova, then PDP, CDC.

There were Christian apocalyptic books and movies in the 1970’s. Computers were the tools of he anti-Christ. The computer programmers and engineers were portrayed to help the anti-Christ to control the world and performed the work for Satan.

Personal computers arrived in the 70’s. The Commodore PET, Apple II, IBM PC, Macintosh, etc. came and gone.

In the technology world, people embrace change. Change is seemed as the advancement. I surely do not want to use WordPerfect on DOS.

In other parts of out lives, change is a tough bill to swallow.

No one likes rapid changes in our workplace. It may mean lost of employment, lost of income, lost of position or responsibilities.

Change brings a shock to the system.

Most of us are creatures of habits. We try to avoid changes. We pray that changes will come slowly so we can adapt. We know change will come and we want to control the rate of change, the degree of change, and the process of change.

The reality is, change always comes when we are least anticipated. We feel our world is spinning out of control.

Reality check: our world is still spinning the way that it has always been. We just realized that we were living in a bubble that our perceived world was never the reality. The stages of life have always been here. We are just too busy trying to control our bubble that there are other realities outside our control. When the forces of other realities burst our bubble, we are devastated.

This is when and how psychologists and psychiatrists make their living.

Solomon said it so eloquently,

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:

a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh, 
a time to mourn and a time to dance,

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,

a time to search and a time to give up,
 a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,
 a time to be silent and a time to speak,

a time to love and a time to hate, 
a time for war and a time for peace.[1]

 

[1] Ecclesiastes 3:1 – 8