Let me just paint you a picture of what my life has looked like the last year, try to keep up. Last summer I spent a week at a Younglife camp, which is crazy in itself, came back and in less than a week me and 12 other ladies were on our way to Canada for an eight day backpacking trip somewhere in the mountains. I came home for one day and went straight to Salem Oregon for my first year at Corban University. My first school year came and went, and before I knew the year was over and I somehow found myself living at a friends house for a month. From there I moved back home for a few days before I left to work at a summer camp for a couple months, then moved to Centralia for work, and now I'm headed Europe for four months to backpack across several countries. ....Wait what?! If it's not obvious, my life has been anything but routine. I've driven more miles than I can count, worked more hours than I've wanted, and slept in so many different beds that my back is about to break. My life has been crazy. Don't get me wrong, that is in no way supposed to sound like a complaint, because it has been absolutely wonderful, but sometimes routine is nice. Sometimes it's nice to have a constant in your life. Something to hold you steady when everything seems to be twirling around and around. Something that is ever present, in the midst of this life which comes and goes. Definition: The constant variable is the one that does not change. The one that holds the same. We search for this everywhere. We look to people, to hobbies, to places, and emotions. But people fail us, activities come to an end, memories fade and even our own hearts deceive us. So I've been catching myself searching all over for something to hold tight to as my world moves at full speed, something to keep me feeling anchored. There are days where I feel myself begin to panic as I become overwhelmed by all the change and chaos on my life. It takes a while to collect my thoughts and remind myself that craziness is okay! Just because I'm going 1000 miles a minute doesn't mean things are out of control. Because there is always something keeping me steady in the whirlwind of life. It's not my family, though they are wonderful. It's not my friends, though I wouldn't be here without them. It's not my dreams, my career, my house, my income, my health no. The only constant in my life is Jesus. Jesus, is my anchor. Jesus is the only unshakable, unmovable, unending, unbreakable constant in my life. As I look back through my past through the joys and pains, leaps bounds and crashes, Jesus is the only thing that remains in my life no matter what. His word, His truth, His presence, His control.... never left. Though at times it felt as if He simply walked away, that was only me assuming He would react in the same way the rest of the world would. But never once did He leave me on my own to fend for myself in this life. He has always been ever-present- sometimes active, sometimes silent- and He has always been my constant. So next time you begin to crack under the pressures of this life, next time you feel like there is nothing holding you steady and strong, next time you feel like the waves are crashing over you sending you far out to sea- remember this truth. Jesus is your anchor. Jesus can be the only to keep you secure in this lire, if you let him. Much love, Me.
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