The one word prompt this week: Change
Five minutes on the clock…ready…set…Go.
“Time is the measurement of change.” That was the definition that Dr. Manor stated during my Survey of the Old Testament class seventeen years ago this Fall. We were discussing Moses and YWHW.
YWHW…The I AM.
The I Was…I Am…I Will Be. The one who NEVER changes. He is timeless.
In those past seventeen years since that class, I have changed a lot.
I have changed majors, jobs, cars, homes, focus. I got married. Had kids.
I have changed diapers and puke soaked sheets.
Each change is a refining process.
I am not who I was. I have changed. I have matured. Grown deeper. Learned from my mistakes…my vast mistakes. Mistakes of gossip, confrontation, anger, selfishness, rash decisions.
As I continue to put on Christ, I am being renewed…transformed into His image.
He is like the ever flowing stream that pours over the jagged rocks of my soul. Constantly caressing. Constantly smoothing.
The rocks in the stream are beautiful, but only because of the power of the Constant Stream itself. The beauty the rocks possess is a testimony to the Fount of Living Water. My soul is desperate for this washing and cleansing.
His unchanging love, unfailing faithfulness has changed me.