Do you ever long for the “good old days?’ There is a large creek in NE Washington State where my great grandparents’ homestead is. I used to go up there every summer. Twenty four hours of every day, water winds down the many miles from Deep Lake to the Colombia River, slowly eating away at the sandy banks. Each year we would discover some of the deep spots where we loved to swim the year before had been filled up with sand and a new one created somewhere else. So in our swimsuits and bare feet we’d have to make a new path over the hot rocks and through the brush and thistle. But did that stop us? No. We’d tiptoe our way until we found a spot to play in the water that was always 10° colder than I would have liked.
The creek is a living organism that is constantly changing and though it never looked the same from year to year, we just dealt with the new challenges the best we could. We had to if we wanted to enjoy it.
There are some ways we experience God that shouldn’t change. However, there are others that will. And like that swimming hole, if we’re willing to make the effort we can still be refreshed.
2015 will look different from 2014, that’s inevitable but ok. Enjoy the memories, but expect God to do something new.
The creek is a living organism that is constantly changing and though it never looked the same from year to year, we just dealt with the new challenges the best we could. We had to if we wanted to enjoy it.
There are some ways we experience God that shouldn’t change. However, there are others that will. And like that swimming hole, if we’re willing to make the effort we can still be refreshed.
2015 will look different from 2014, that’s inevitable but ok. Enjoy the memories, but expect God to do something new.
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