It is July. JULY. I can hardly believe it. JULY. I think I wouldn’t believe it had I not barely survived the chaos that was the Fourth of July festivities at the Wilson’s. JULY.
We are six months through a year that is best described, by quoting the “Fresh Prince of Belair” theme song.
The year my life got flipped, turned upside down.
I can’t help but laugh as I reflect on how I thought, how I assumed, how I prophesied, this year was going to unfold. And just how off base I was.
Job changes. Friendship changes. Life changes.
It’s silly, really.
The way we make plans. The way we casually assume that tomorrow is going to look like today. The way we delude ourselves into believing we alone are in control of our destinies. The way we make judgments about right and wrong, good and evil, and even the past and the future.
There are really only a handful of things that we can count on with complete certainty.
One. That change is inevitable.
Two. That life is hard.
Three. That God is good.
Four. That in all things God works for the good of those who love him.
Five. That this life is temporary. And we MUST stay focused on things eternal.
What else can we count on?
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