To say that 2013 went “down in the books” as one of the more memorable years for me would be highly accurate. If you ask me to remember back to 2004, I would tell you that was the year my youngest son was born. If I took my memory back to 2007, I can recall building our dream house. The year of 2011 brought the publication of my first book. All good memories.
But I can’t actually recall a lot of things that really happened in 2005 or 2008 or 2012, for that matter. Nothing truly significant is indelibly written on my brain for those years. At least that I can recall. And I wouldn’t be able to pull up an old journal to verify anything that really happened.
Mainly because of the year 2013.
When January 1, 2013, rolled around, I had no idea that six months into the year our family would lose our home and all personal belongings in it to a fire. I didn’t know that on June 29th, I would spend the last day in our home in the pleasant condition it was in. I didn’t know that I would cook for the last day in that kitchen. Or wake up in my bedroom for the last time.
You just never know what a day will bring. But, rest assured, you do know Who brings the day.
I suppose that has been what has carried our family through this past six months. It’s been trying at times. It’s been frustrating. It’s been exhausting. But it has not been devastating because of where our hope was. And is. And will be.
Our hope is in God. The King of Kings. The Creator of the universe. The All-Sufficient One. Our Abba.
Regardless of what situations years past have brought into your life, know this: He is still the same…yesterday, today and forever (Hebrews 13:8). He was with you in the valley of the shadow of death (Psalm 23) and He will be with you on that mountaintop that provides you miles of viewing pleasure. He will never leave you or forsake you (Joshua 1:9).
As the hymn Great Is Thy Faithfulness says, he provides, “strength for today, bright hope for tomorrow…”
Rest in that, friend. Rest in that.