“He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.” ~ Psalm 62:6

Today, after spending a week ransacking and rearranging my house, I held a garage sale.  It felt great to clear out some big stuff that has been lurking in my basement and I’m thrilled that other people can enjoy some of the things that I am no longer putting to good use.  Overall, I would say the sale was a terrific success – marked by the very few items that ended up going to Goodwill.

However, after all was said and done, I felt really let down.  Sad, in spite of how well things went.

It took me some time to figure out why I would feel this way, but I finally came to the conclusion it was because everything I worked on this week added up to fairly large changes within my house.  I moved a lot of things around to make the best use of what space I have for my little boy and myself.  But all this moving around means my house no longer looks like it did when my husband was alive.  And that is difficult for me.  I suppose it is the acknowledgement of the passage of time, but seeing things be so different is a little tough to take.

However, all these changes just remind me that I don’t rely on the things of this world – my constant, my rock is God.  He alone is unchanging.  No matter what happens in my world, God is the same yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever.