A moment of transformation comes when something inside us shifts and, despite ourselves, we find that we are no longer the person we used to be. Then, like Naomi and Ruth, we find not only that life has changed but that we have changed. Then we know with certainty that God is working in our soul.

Life, it takes a great deal of living to discover, is not static. We’re surprised, then, shocked perhaps when after a series of satisfied yesterdays we find that we are no longer who we used to be. And suddenly, for no apparent reason, the journey once so bright and sure turns to dust.

Transformation is not happenstance, it is a revolution of the soul.

Life is not a mystery for those who choose well-worn paths. But life is a reeling, spinning whirligig for those who do not, for those who seek God beyond the boundaries of the past. All the absolutes come into question. All the certainties fade.

Transformation is the process of coming into the skin of creation in such a way that we become more than we ever thought we could be before we realized that God was our God, too.

The words of Sister Joan Chittester.