The view doesn’t change what is true

James 1:17
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.


I love the view up here from the bedroom-turned-office.  Well, office seeems too officious for how my days go now since I retired and Dad came to live with us.  I am grateful to the previous owner who put in this wall of windows in this north-facing room.  It's as if he knew I'd need a place like this for this time.  It's a place where I can retreat, pay attention and listen to God.  

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God, I haven’t been outside much
and I've missed it.  
I’ve been alone with dad this week and it’s been
Raining most days.

You speak to me so clearly though nature
But I know you speak to me where I am.

I have learned to 
"Pay attention!
Look up.   
        Look down.
                 Look around.
And see what God has for you.”  

And then I notice the the mini blinds



how they break up the view
on the top of the window
even totally obscure the view
in the window next to it.

But I know
nothing out there 
has changed.
Just the view.

And I hear you say: 

Oh my child, the “view”
Is like you seeing me.
Sometimes you see me so clearly.
Sometimes things look a little “broken up” and you wonder where I am.
And sometimes you feel as if you can’t see me at all.

But I have not 
       changed
              gone away
                     forsaken you.

I am the God who Does.Not.Change

Linking with
Weekend Brew and Barbie Swihart
Still Saturday and Sandra Heska King