While traveling to share in southern Iowa this weekend we went through my old “stomping grounds.” When I attended college in Ankeny, I covered this same old path on my trips home. Now that familiar landscape is dotted with dozens of wind turbines. For many this is a sign of progress (and probable income), but all I could think about was, “what happened to my old route?” Don’t get me wrong, I am awed by their majestic height and wing span. But it was still, “different.”
Scott likened this to how people might see church change. I think God brought these turbines to my attention so that I can better minister to those being impacted by the winds of change.