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Consistency in Chaos

There are things I know about Christianity. I just know. They are things I have taken in over the years, learned, and begun to understand. Sometimes, however, they sit in my head and get stuck there. I know these things, I know them to be true, but, they don't always make it to my heart. While I know them, they don't become a part of me; I don't let them reassure me.

In my quiet time today, I read the following: "You can feel secure, even in the midst of cataclysmic changes, through awareness of My continual Presence. The One who never leaves you is the same One who never changes: I am the same yesterday, today, and forever." Jesus Calling

The moment I read that statement, consistency in chaos resonated in my brain. I know God is never-changing. I know that I know that I know. Just as I know the sun will rise each day, I know God never changes. I also know that there is peace in that knowledge. There is power and victory in knowing that God never changes. He is my security.

But, if I am being honest with myself, when this world gets all up in arms, when catastrophe strikes, I do not rest in knowing that He is constant. I fret and worry even though I pray. I wonder and hold ever so tightly to the things I cannot control because I think that is what brings me peace. I do not rest in His consistency.

"Blessed are those who have learned to acclaim you, who walk in the light of your presence, O Lord. They rejoice in your name all day long; they exult in your righteousness." Psalm 89:15-16

I want to acclaim Him when I am in distress. I want to exult Him when the world has seemingly gone mad. I want to rest in His unchanging nature.

"Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever." Hebrews 13:8

There's something so very peaceful about knowing we have a God who is unchanging. We can rest in the knowledge that no matter what life throws our way whether a natural disaster, terrorism, a bad health report, a bad day at work, or kids who are driving you mad, He is steady. His mercy doesn't change just because we fail. His provision doesn't leave us when our political race seems like a mine field ready to explode. His peace doesn't stop when catastrophe strikes. His love doesn't dissolve when hate is spewed. No. He is steadfast; unchanging.

I have moved my knowledge of God's unchanging nature from the grips of my mind to the softness of my heart. I am reassured every moment of every day that everything is going to be okay. I have a future and a hope in my steady God even though the world has lost its mind. There is still goodness and grace and love and peace. He is my consistency in the chaos.

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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