My
older son and I were texting each other a few mornings ago and as he lives in
Ft. Worth and I live in NE Nevada, the comments turned to the weather. On this
particular day, Ft. Worth was enduring a very chilly 25 degrees at noon while Elko
was at 36 degrees and climbing—not the norm. (FB posts from the Midwest that day reported ice, snow and school closings).
He
wrote something to the effect that it seemed the general idea of specific
seasons he’d been taught in school as a kid no longer had any validity. I
replied with a J that Ft Worth
still had a longer growing season than Elko but I had to agree with him in principle.
When
I was a youngster, we still did see definite seasons the dates of which we
could depend upon. But the atmosphere of planet Earth has changed immensely
since those days, and if we take time to think about it, it may seem
disconcerting.
The
fact that our world is in a constant of flux or flex—physically, politically
and spiritually when most of us have looked at life on planet Earth as a stable
entity, can be downright scary.
I
looked up “flex” and “flux” in my fifty-plus year-old dictionary and it seems
the meanings of these two words haven’t changed between then and now. The
American College Dictionary from 1962 states that flex means to bend and
flux means continuous change so both of these words can fit our topic.
Life's frightening moments are the times we need to get our focus back on God and away from our circumstances. He is ALWAYS there and He NEVER changes. He puts our feet on
bedrock so we have a firm foundation in Him. He’s our shield and He shelters us
with His widespread wings of refuge.
His
security is always available whether the storms we are enduring are atmospheric
or emotional, physical or spiritual. In other words, don't worry. Enjoy throwing snowballs if you live in Kentucky and have fun playing golf if you live in Nevada.
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