Nova Scotia – Week 2: Little Steps

The Blue Nose from Nova Scotia

I did it – its official – According to my I.D. I am a Nova Scotian – an official Blue-Noser; I can feel my ambition level go down, my accent is changing and I haven’t trimmed my beard for three weeks (my trimmer is still in the moving truck). I feel more Nova Scotian than ever before, I think I need a nap.

In reality, even though the paper in my wallet has changed, I haven’t – not much anyway. I am growing a greater appreciation for this place. One tiny step at a time this becoming home. Changing my driver licence because it expired on my birthday was just one of these tiny steps. Changing our watches, the radio stations in our vehicles – all tiny steps. Each of them very insignificant in themselves, but add each tiny step up and they begin to make a difference.
A few months ago I heard Erwin McManus at a conference. He described conversion the much the same way. For some people their conversion experience is very dramatic, for others it is a life time process, and for others, who have grown up in the faith, don’t remember a time when they were not a Christian. But every one of these people had good qualities before their conversion and still have sinful qualities after their becoming a Christian. Becoming a Christian should be called a transformation, rather than conversion. A conversion gives the impression of crossing a line or jumping a fence. But life is more like sheep and a shepherd – you are either coming nearer and going further away from the shepherd – there is no line – just a danger of getting so far away from the shepherd that you no longer hear his voice, but even then he will leave the 99 to search for you.
So on your journey, where are your steps taking you? They may be tiny but they do add up, so be careful little feet where you go – for the father up above is looking down in love … - HJK
P.S. It is supposed to be plus +8 tomorrow