Tomorrow the temperature is supposed to be around 60 degrees. That's pretty nice for January, "I don't care who you are!"
Problem is, 48 hours later it's supposed to dip into the 30s and we may have a rain/freezing/snow event on our hands. Supposed to be fairly cold Sunday and Sunday night as well.
I've always heard that's the way it is in Missouri. "If you don't like the weather in Missouri, wait a day (or an hour or five minutes - depending on who you're talking to)."
It's correct to say weather patterns in our beautiful state have characteristics similar to many of the roller-coasters I've been on. But isn't that a lot like life in general?
Seems we all have good days and bad days; better days and worse days; great days and horrible days. And the cycle can seem never ending. One day we're at the top of the coaster looking out over our lives and seeing all the possibilities laid out in front of us. The next day we're in the lowest dip of the coaster; feeling the pressure holding us down in our seats; trying to catch our breath; trying hard to keep our heads on straight; looking for some ray of sunshine.
At times, the roller coaster moves so swiftly and quietly we're surprised at where it takes us. We can't tell up from down; east from west; north from south.
But then, the rails level out and the brakes grab hold and the cars ease to a stop. We step out of the roller coaster, get our feet back under us, and take a deep breath. Sadly, like kids at an amusement park, many of us walk right back to the end of the line. Soon enough, we're on the roller coaster once again, rushing through life, trying to keep pace with the ups and downs, trying to catch our breath.
The good news is, there is hope: the cars always end up back at the station; there's always a chance to gain control of our breathing and decide which way to go.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that we have a choice how we live our lives. We can be pushed around by life, taking the brunt of it's curves and dips and sudden jolts while waiting for the cars to ease to a stop.
Or we can grab hold of the rock that is our faith.
Call it an anchor in rough seas; a safe harbor in a gale; or whatever. No matter what we call it, our faith in Christ is a firm foundation on which to build our lives.