I sit at the table where my grandma used to serve dinner at, so many years ago. Last night, my friend and I moved it back the way it was back then. The stools are the same, too – with the only exception that there are pillows attached to the seats now.
The tea mug standing next to me is also a memento of days of happiness – my mom brought me this mug from the U.S. back in ’93. I used to drink from it all the time, and then I stopped… Another mug came along and my “Smile” mug was forgotten. About a year ago, I suddenly realized that I miss my old mug, dug it out from the stash, and ever since it once again became my regular companion.
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.
Hebrews 13:8, NIV
I wrote a long post here and deleted it. It had no real point to it.
All I need right now is to hold on to Him and take comfort in knowing that He never changes – no matter where my life takes me.