40 years believing
As the Steven Curtis Chapman song says, 'I was 8 years old when I decided to follow to Jesus...'
This morning as I talked to God between the Eucalyptus trees, it occurred to me that I've believed in Jesus for 40 years. It sounds and feels like a long time to me; the same length of time that the Israelite's wandered in the desert grumbling miserably before a new generation was brought to the promised land.
I can't imagine these past years not believing in the goodness of God. Certainly there have been seasons of confusion and doubt, yet today my faith is as simple now as it was in 1978.
... simply believing in the goodness and kindness of God towards me.
Yes, my understanding of the gospel is richer than when I was 8. But the way I look to Jesus as my savior and friend is full of the same dependence and wonder. I'll never 'recover' from the purity and consistency of his love. It's everything I needed as an 8 year old, and everything I need as a 48 year old.
I'm so glad that He doesn't change or change his mind... because I'll need his grace and goodness for another 40 years. :)