Spilt Wine

I have been thinking, do we ever really change? At first I thought this fatherhood thing had changed me. Then, today at Walmart, I realized that I have not changed. I have grown, or maybe expanded a bit, but not changed. The same goes with my faith. It has grown me, but not changed me. Wouldn’t it be great if whenever something new that was good came into your life, you could throw out something old and bad? You know, replace the bad with the good. Unfortunately, I think when good comes, the bad still stays. Maybe my goal should be let the good out weigh the bad, rather than changing from bad to good.