Today I engage in a familiar exercise. It’s time for five-minute-friday where we write out our hearts just the same, week after week, on a different theme.
The prompts vary, the people joining in can change, the way we write is influenced by how we feel and what we’re going through.
Yet these things always remain the same:we love to pour out words; we love being part of a caring, sharing community, and we love to speak about God’s goodness and grace as we witness the way he inspires and encourages us to write brave and free.
So I’m privileged to add my thoughts to the melting pot over at Kate Motaung’s place where I join in with writing about ‘Same’.
Even when grey misty mantle blankets out her radiance, I know sun rises just the same.
Stretching out eager fingers to fill and flood a world with light.
Even if I yearn for different days and can barely move for pain, God is with me just the same.
I sense the comfort of his presence, the awe of his radiance.
I can bask in warming love’s rays on my coldest heart days.
See my earthly span but a pebble in eternity’s vast sea.
There is more to be explored beyond this life. Things don’t have to stay the same.
I hear his whispers on the wind reminding me he’s my closest friend.
Same can feel stifling, achingly real, overly familiar, drudge and drear and toil.
But I can and am changing all the time as I lean on the One who is always faithful, reliable, dependably the same.
His love never falters, whereas mine stutters weak as candle-wick.
His peace is always present for every circumstance.
He is God; he is good; he is for us. My life (and yours) is safe in his hands.
I’ve never been the same since knowing him as Saviour Lord, but I’ll always be the same precious child he’s always loved and adored.
No two people or days are alike, though we remain the same under the skin.
All broken, all wounded, all vulnerable, all needy human beings, all desperate for the renewed life he brings.
“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever” – Hebrews 13:8
I’m also joining Barbie for Weekend Whispers where she speaks about the anticipation of seasonal changes and how they remind us that things rarely stay the same, but we can still keep hope alive in the midst of change, no matter what physical or spiritual season we may be in. Do come over and join in the conversation.