As a young girl, I remember going with my family to visit my grandmother. She greeted my older brother and me with a hug, a big smile, and a plate of white sugar cookies. She wore a dark dress with black tie shoes. She fixed her silver-gray hair in a bun. She was kind, and I loved her. As I look back, life seemed simple. But, times change and people change.
When my mother was 19, she left her home town on a Greyhound Bus for the seventy-mile trip to Minneapolis. Alone. She worked as a maid for a well-to-do couple to pay for business college. Communication with her mother consisted of letters back and forth a few times a month. And, although she felt homesick, she persevered to graduate fully equipped to be a secretary. But, times change, and people change.
When I was 19, my girlfriend and I traveled by train for two-week vacation in New York City. We were two unsuspecting girls that thought everyone was honest and trustworthy. We discovered that times change, and people change.
When my daughter was 19, she entered a beauty contest and was crowned Miss Teen of Minnesota. She reveled in the glamor and excitement for a time, but soon realized that was a facade for a superficial existence. But, times change, and people change. She chose instead to go to medical school and became a proficient lab tech at a hospital.
When my granddaughter was about that age, she jumped out of a plane. Yup. She and one of my grandsons went skydiving for the sheer challenge of accomplishing something out of the ordinary. But, times change, and people change.
When my grandchildren visit, they communicate with friends and with each other via text messages, although , they may be sitting only ten feet apart. I would like to text them to tell them dinner is ready, but I’m used to writing words intact and in complete sentences. But, times change and people change.
With each generation, we become our own generation losing a certain connectedness, and becoming more unique as times change and people change. Sometimes change can be unnerving, bewildering, and even fearful to multitudes of people. That is one reason I am comforted by the fact that God does not change. Ever!
Psalm 102:27 says of God, “But You are the same, and Your years will not come to an end.” Again, the Bible says, “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, and today, and forever” (Hebrews 13:8) I can rest assured that the Lord does not change. He does not change His mind; He does not change the way of salvation; He does not change His love for each one of us. He never changes. I love that about God. He is eternal.