Retrospect

I keep forgetting that today is Wednesday, not Saturday. As he did last week, Carl took today and tomorrow off from work. So he's been home all day; we went shopping this morning, as we usually do on Saturday; he's been studying in the living room while the girls are napping and I've been trying my hardest to complete Joy's quilt; in all ways, it feels like the weekend.

Is anyone else slightly stunned that tomorrow is that last day of the year--already? Not only that, but the last of the decade? Does anyone else remember the whole Y2K panic, back in '99? I remember it quite clearly; my boss at the time was obsessed with the affair, convinced the civilised world was going to utterly collapse and we'd be left with chaos and anarchy. He believed it so fervently that when January 1, 2000 passed without so much of the flicker of an eyelash ... well, he's been fixated on conspiracy theories ever since, almost like he has to find something to make up for the massive disappointment of 2000.

2000 was a fun year for me, aside from my nutty boss. I turned eighteen, graduated high school, went to St. Lucia for a second year, started working with Dad in Lake Placid as volunteers at various sporting events almost every weekend during the winter, and some during the summer ... I had lunch out with my gang of friends once a week, started thinking about whether or not I wanted to go to college, wrote lots (nothing that was any good, but still), and pretty much just thoroughly enjoyed my last bit of carefree youth.

In 2001 I met Carl, and we started to become friends. By the end of 2002, we were dating. We got engaged in 2003, married in 2004. I started college in 2002 (and am still waiting to finish). By 2007 I had a baby; another joined our family just this past spring. Life changed pretty quickly for me, and in a pretty big way, after 2000.

I wonder, will I look back on 2010, ten years from now, and marvel at how much my life has changed in a decade? I'm sure I will, though it's hard to imagine any changes any bigger than the ones I've seen this decade--marriage and children are pretty defining events in any person's life.

One thing hasn't changed in the last ten years, nor in any past recollection I have. The Lord is still my Saviour, my Helper, my Guide, my Comforter, my Friend, and my King. God's love has never wavered, not once, and his hand has taken me along every step of this life's journey.

In a world full of "change and decay," when you blink and an entire decade has passed, there is great comfort and hope in serving a God who is the same yesterday, today, and forever.