We've had a week of rain. A solid week. Even the few times when the sun appeared for its 15 seconds of fame, it kept raining. Gradually, my thinking started to change. I felt that dry days were gone forever and I wouldn't see sunshine again.
I know that's not true. So why would I think that?
Because what was happening at the time was so real and convincing, it was hard to believe that life would ever be different.
Our circumstances and emotions hold this power over us as well. We get enmeshed in what's going on around us, and as it pounds away at our soul and doesn't let up we begin to believe the lie that whatever is happening is permanent. The new normal. The way life will always be from here on in.
But that's simply not true.
There is nothing as constant as change. When things are bad, they will get better. When things are good, well....there will undoubtedly be a tough bend in the road at some point.
But our God doesn't change.
As the waves crash against the rocks and we feel that all we've known is lost never to return, God is there, and He's the same God He was when things were great. And when our joy overwhelms us and our hearts sing because they are light, God is there and He's the one who rescued us from all our troubles.
Our lives change.
Sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark with shadows.
We never know what a day will bring.
We need an unchanging God.