I literally spend significant time sky gazing, my observation has been that the sky never really looks the same. I find it so refreshing to gaze at its mesmerizing beauty and find a sense of peace and calmness like none other. But never have I lifted my eyes up to the sky and beheld the same scene. It is always new every single day. I sometimes even wonder about the definition of a clear sky as some, like the weather forecast meteorologists put it. 😬
It is always different. Sometimes you see it swiftly shift to appear different as the winds and clouds move, sometimes you don’t. The certitude is that something is always underway somewhere.
My sky gazing moments make me relearn that like the winds blow from diverse directions and cause clouds to move and shift the blissfull view of the sky, change may not be originated by you, close to you and it may never happen as hastily as presumed, but change occurs whether you like it or not.
I postulate that it would be unwise for anyone to think that things, people, situations or life itself is constant. As they say, Change is inevitable.
What is however needful to be reminded of, always, is that amidst the changes in life, there is one that remains constant.
Like the truth, whether twisted, buried or forgoten, it remains the truth. As God, no matter the case, time or season even thoughts or imaginations, God remains the same. He actually is the one and only constant.
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