When I stepped off a plane today and set my feet upon the ground millions of others have already walked upon, I knew with a deep and unfailing conviction that my Savior had still not changed.
Hot and sticky air I had never breathed before washed over me. Thunder and lightning flickered and clapped in the distance over skylines that my eyes had never beheld until this very moment.
The sound of voices clashing into a jumbled symphony all screamed of an ever changing tide of life and color I didn’t understand.
And yet my God is still unchanging.
I was driven to my new home for the summer through the damp streets of color and noise, with the threat of an imminent storm looming in the distance. As the wind whipped my hair in a torrent of curls, the words of Hebrews washed over me like the rain to come:
“Men swear by someone greater than themselves, and the oath confirms what is said and puts an end to all argument. Because God wanted to make the unchanging nature of of His purpose very clear to the heirs of what was promised. He confirmed it with an oath. God did this so that, by two unchangeable things in which it is impossible to God to lie, we who have fled to take hold of the hope offered to us may be greatly encouraged.”
I don’t know what the road beneath my feet will look like in the years to come, I don’t even know where or how or when He will take me to the places He has mapped out for me. But I do know that the unchanging nature of my Heavenly Father will see me through even the darkest of storms, regardless of what country He takes me to.
PS. Costa Rica is beautiful.
