Isaiah 40:8--- The grass withers, the flower fades,
but the word of our God will stand forever.
As I sit here on my couch in the middle of summer, I am reminded of autumn. There is a cool breeze blowing through the screen door while the leaves are filtering through the day's last light, shadows dancing across the floor. I much prefer this temperate weather than endure the scorching heat of summer or the bone-piercing cold of winter. As summer approached I was already awaiting the arrival of cooler weather. Ironically, I live in the High Desert where both extremes are not uncommon. Here it is where I ponder.
You see, the seasons are always changing. There isn't a day that passes that will never come again. Time moves forwards whether we like it or not. Sometimes that is a very wonderful thought, to know whatever hardships you are enduring will pass. Time seems very relevant in the hard times, wishing it would only hurry up. In fact, there are moments that stand still forever etched in our memories. When a loved one passes on our world stops spinning, all the while everyone goes on without us. Or when we are faced with unemployment or heartache, time crawls torturing our souls.
Then on the other hand, our wedding days were enjoyed not long enough. The jubilant moment our child was placed in our arms for the very first time was one we only wish could be replayed, relived. Those are the seasons in life that come and go in the blink of an eye. Those are the times I wish I could push the pause button and savor each delectable morsel slowly, intensely, selfishly.
Time is a funny thing. Have you ever had the pleasure to watch a toddler's gears turn trying to make sense of this thing called time? Their grasp of minutes, hours and days is amusing. Months and years for them are even more mind-boggling and all the more hilarious to watch while they grasp at such an abstract concept. My youngest son loves to say that he hasn't done this or that for 14 years. No kidding. He is only seven. It is his way of saying he hasn't done that in a long time.
Yet, it is our wonderful Creator who created time in the Beginning. Genesis 1:14 reads, "And God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years,..." Day and night serve us well. We rise up as dawn welcomes us every morning. The evening readies us for sleep. Our food sources depend upon time and seasons, weather and moments. Even those days move forward. Frankly, we need every season for this earth to sustain us, just as people need to move through seasons to experience life as God wills it to occur. We become fuller, more understanding, empathetic souls for it. Only as I bring an awareness to the moment can I attempt to live it fully for everything that it is worth.
As things continually change I can count on the one constant in our world, our God and His Word. He is unchanging. When our world seems to flash before my eyes leaving me dizzy and imbalanced I am steadied by God's immutable, eternal character, His very being. Come what may, God never changes and that we can always depend upon.
but the word of our God will stand forever.
As I sit here on my couch in the middle of summer, I am reminded of autumn. There is a cool breeze blowing through the screen door while the leaves are filtering through the day's last light, shadows dancing across the floor. I much prefer this temperate weather than endure the scorching heat of summer or the bone-piercing cold of winter. As summer approached I was already awaiting the arrival of cooler weather. Ironically, I live in the High Desert where both extremes are not uncommon. Here it is where I ponder.
You see, the seasons are always changing. There isn't a day that passes that will never come again. Time moves forwards whether we like it or not. Sometimes that is a very wonderful thought, to know whatever hardships you are enduring will pass. Time seems very relevant in the hard times, wishing it would only hurry up. In fact, there are moments that stand still forever etched in our memories. When a loved one passes on our world stops spinning, all the while everyone goes on without us. Or when we are faced with unemployment or heartache, time crawls torturing our souls.
Then on the other hand, our wedding days were enjoyed not long enough. The jubilant moment our child was placed in our arms for the very first time was one we only wish could be replayed, relived. Those are the seasons in life that come and go in the blink of an eye. Those are the times I wish I could push the pause button and savor each delectable morsel slowly, intensely, selfishly.
Time is a funny thing. Have you ever had the pleasure to watch a toddler's gears turn trying to make sense of this thing called time? Their grasp of minutes, hours and days is amusing. Months and years for them are even more mind-boggling and all the more hilarious to watch while they grasp at such an abstract concept. My youngest son loves to say that he hasn't done this or that for 14 years. No kidding. He is only seven. It is his way of saying he hasn't done that in a long time.
Yet, it is our wonderful Creator who created time in the Beginning. Genesis 1:14 reads, "And God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years,..." Day and night serve us well. We rise up as dawn welcomes us every morning. The evening readies us for sleep. Our food sources depend upon time and seasons, weather and moments. Even those days move forward. Frankly, we need every season for this earth to sustain us, just as people need to move through seasons to experience life as God wills it to occur. We become fuller, more understanding, empathetic souls for it. Only as I bring an awareness to the moment can I attempt to live it fully for everything that it is worth.
As things continually change I can count on the one constant in our world, our God and His Word. He is unchanging. When our world seems to flash before my eyes leaving me dizzy and imbalanced I am steadied by God's immutable, eternal character, His very being. Come what may, God never changes and that we can always depend upon.
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