Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. Hebrews 13:8
He remains the same.
Me? Well…this happened about a week ago:
The morning: I was driving in heart-felt praise singing along to What a Beautiful Name. I was in tears. Connected to our God. Thankful. Happy. Resolved to have a peaceful day.
But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants. Matthew 13:6-7
Mid day: The weeds of life were choking out the good seed that was planted in the morning. I realized I was clenching my teeth. Catching my reflection in a glass door, I saw deeply furrowed eyebrows. I was annoyed by many things. Suddenly, the lyrics to the early morning song began playing in my mind. I lowered my shoulders…Breathed deep…Raised my eyebrows off the bridge of my nose and loosened my jaw.
Today, I’m grateful that He is the same. With us. Present. Loving. Bringing us back again and again.