Maybe your presidential candidate was not elected, and this has caused you a mountain of emotions. Perhaps your candidate won, but now you’re wondering if he’s going to do what he said he would do. Maybe you’re like me, watching the feud unfold on Facebook, and you’re filled with a mixture of anger, sadness, and disbelief over the fall of man. Perhaps you cannot believe the things that come out of others mouths, and the whole lot of it is leaving you feeling disillusioned with mankind. An underlying emotion or hopelessness brews below the surface, and uncertainty seems to be the only certain thing as of late.
I’ve found myself the past week on a roller coaster of emotion at the world around me. At one point elated, but ground down in the dirt the next. What I thought I knew has been upturned, and what I think might occur really is hard to say. Once a feeling of anticipation, then a feeling akin to despair. I don’t care what your camp may be; I’ll bet this week has exhausted you too.
This morning, once again, I read something that set my feelings on fire, and while one part of me wanted to shake with rage, the other simply wanted to weep. What has come of this world, I wondered. But in the end I could not despair.
My mind quickly went to a lesson I had given my first grader about the name of God, and at that name I knew my answer to the calamity in my spirit. I Am. He was, and He always would be. Of that there was no doubt.
People changed. Feelings changed. The world changed around us. What was important evolved, and what was once important no longer mattered. But one thing always stayed the same. The constant in this world was the Lord, and though the nation seemed to spin out of control, my heart told me it wasn’t so. I Am. And He was. It was always the answer.
When people disappointed me.
I Am.
When the outcome wasn’t what I planned.
I Am.
When the world around me seemed too cruel.
I Am.
When a situation was out of my control.
I Am.
When my emotions threatened to overtake me.
I Am.
When they said the world had gone to hell in a handbasket.
I Am.
From the beginning of time, and even before then.
Until the end of time, and even after that.
I Am.
No matter the circumstances swirling around me.
I Am.
He had always been the only constant, and He remained the same. When the whole world seemed to run amuck, His spirit ran like a river beneath the surface, smoothly carrying the burdens of mankind. If only we asked.
This morning I closed my eyes and I let the current of peace flow through me. I still do not know what the future holds. I would like to think we are on the cusp of a great awakening for mankind, but she may still slumber. It’s really unknown. The best I can do is let it flow out from me, and go on from there. I can be the change in my own circle of influence, and I can be a light beyond that. I can be confident even in the midst of turmoil, or bickering, or the worst displays of mankind. I can be at peace no matter who is in the White House since my Father remains the king. I can move forward without despair because He is and always will be, I Am.