Maybe it's because I'm in a new place doing new things with new people (hello, college!), but I've been thinking about change. More accurately, I've been thinking about what doesn't change. In this, I keep coming back to one thing: God is constant. He's the same in the Psalms as in Hebrews. The same Jesus prophesied about in the Old Testament is the same One who came to earth, died, and rose again. It occurred to me that when I learn something new about Jesus or grow in my faith, I'm not really learning something new. New to me? Yes. New in the sense that it wasn't true before? Nope. Ideas, limited views of God, and what is known (or not known)... they simply do. not. change. Who He is.
All the creatures in the forests and ocean depths that have yet to be discovered are still there. Just because they're not known by man doesn't make them any less alive. Just because my eyes are opened and more is seen of God and His heart doesn't mean He wasn't like that before. He's constant.
So where do we go with this, friend? You may be thinking, "Great! I'm glad God is faithful. But what changes for me?"
Because He doesn't change, we are changed to be more like Jesus. Because He doesn't change, we can run to Him when life's hard. We can walk into uncertainty with the Constant One. Because He doesn't change, we have the hope of glory and the reality of His kingdom. Because He doesn't change, we can say that it is well. We can live and love, standing on and walking in the certainty of Jesus. We can trust Him with open hands, really and expectantly.
Praise Him for the Cross, satisfied that He's enough– with a longing for more. We're surrounded by gifts and glimpses of a constant Father.
The stories of others– broken and beautiful– excite me. In them, I read a sentence of the story God's writing across the globe this very minute.
Friends who are more like sisters (both new and familiar) who share truth and weave their lives into mine, make me thankful to the brim. I praise God because through them, I catch glimpses of His goodness and steadfastness.
The lit-up sky, glowing with streaks of red or purple, makes me stop and marvel. I praise God because sunsets pale in comparison to His majesty and faithfulness.
When singing along in worship (or when I can't find the words), I am shown a flash of what's going on in heaven.
A rainbow brings forth praise because of maintained and fulfilled promises. God doesn't keep promises to prove or create faithfulness. He is faithful, so promises are kept.
All of this brings me back to Father God, Jesus the Son, and the Spirit. I see constant, unchanging character that is not swayed or broken. The unsearchable has made Himself known; the King of Heaven has come to us. He is fierce in love and unmatchable in every way.... unwavering.
PS: College? It's great. God is great. Classes started yesterday and He's already been so good to show me this is where I should be, at least for this season. In the whirlwind and excitement of new friends and classes, I know that Jesus is with me (and all I truly have). So much peace (and joy/thankfulness/freedom/boldness/adventure) comes from that. And when I walk into tomorrow, I can look to Him first and anchor my soul because He's faithful.