On Constants

A good car conversation with a friend last night reminded me of my constant.

The constant we always knew. The constant we always held on to. 

The constant we always loved. The constant that we adored.

The constant that we longed for. The constant that delighted in us. 

The constant that craves to be there for us and never leaves us when everyone and everything has failed.

When I woke up this morning, I was reminded of a promise that constant gave me many years ago. That I held on to unceasingly for a season yet have quickly and sadly forgotten.

"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." James 1:17 

Constant and unwavering.

I think now I know the true meaning of this verse. An entirely new meaning then when I first encountered it many years ago.

I used to focus only on the first part, "The every good and perfect gift." Yet today it reminds me of the Father of the heavenly lights, WHO DOES NOT CHANGE LIKE SHIFTING SHADOWS.

Same word but still sheds light into a different season of life. I am reminded that life should be looked upon as seasons and not stages. 

That through every season He is there for us. He will sustain us. Because that's who He is "A good and perfect gift from above that came down to fulfill His promises."

Whatever it is that your heart is holding on to, know that in His hands, in His time, in His terms, in His ways they will come to fruition because of who He is and who we are in relation to him.

He has, He does, He will.