My hair 'ain't' cute

To say that my life is in a season of change and transition right now is an understatement. Girlfriend, if there was ever a thing my heart cringes at, it would be change. Jesus is taking me all over the place spiritually and geographically. Let me just say that it's been a wild ride, and my hair ain't cute from the whirlwind of change (pardon my 'ain't' usage). We turn left for a moment, and we're taking a speedy sharp right the next. Nothing is consistent around me. I can't even partake in my weekly feast at Casa Grande anymore due to a move to another part of the city, and there's nothing that will make me pout like a loss of quality chips and salsa.

I just know that the light of His burning lamp marking my path these days must look like a firework display in the unseen heavens. Or maybe a spinning disco ball light show. I keep picturing Jesus smiling at the wondrous display of His changing lit path for me. I picture Him upon His great Throne, leaning over, and keeping the angels in awe of what He decides to do next to get a little glory. Just wait he must think to them, with a twinkle in His eye, on the edge of His seat as if He didn't already know the plan. As if He can't wait to see what happens next. I think that He just might...I think He is thrilled about the adventure, and begging me to throw my hands up during the roller coaster ride (I love roller coasters).

I'm thinking here lately that He is loving me loving Him as my absolute Rock. I'm thinking He is longing to show off how much of a consistently faithful and unchanging God He is. I'm thinking His face is the One He wants me to seek, while my external world is changed, shaken, and titled beneath me. I'm thinking He might be giggling a little bit when I am tempted to turn to another aspect of my life, and He then allows it to be removed or changed before me. I'm thinking He might just have Had his hands on His hips here recently reminding me that He is my Always and Forever.

So I'm still running. A little "weary, yet pursuing" (Judges 8:4). Pursuing Him because He is all that is worth chasing after. Chasing after Him because He is the only one safe for me to be in pursuit of. In my propensity to be extreme, anything else I turned to at this time would surely fight to be a false god of stability. He does not change though, as He is the "Father of lights, with whom there is no variation of shifting shadow" (James 1:17). My strides may be a little shorter at times, my knees a little wobbly, and my hair wind blown from the changes unraveling at rocket speed past me as I continue onward. But He is the One whom my gaze must be fixed upon. His face I seek to behold. The Author and Perfecter of my Faith, I will trust. He is my Prize at the end of this race. And with much praise, I love that He is the unchanging biggest fan over my life, still standing at the finish line, beckoning me to draw nearer to Him.

Thankfully, His mercies are new every morning. And with just as much gratitude, my heart confesses and draws strength from the equal truth that He is "the same yesterday, today, and forever" (Hebrews 13:8).

Precious Lord, I revel in your love for me. I cast myself upon the altar of your unchanging Truth and cling to You. You remain LORD, when all else fades. You ARE, when all else is not. You are the Great I AM, and I am not. Thank you that You are my Covenant Keeper and the Stronghold of my Life. I run to you sweet Jesus.