In some ways last Friday seems like a lifetime away. So much has transpired since the moment the church floor collapsed. Lots of prayer. Lots of tears. Learning how to move ahead during this weird and difficult leg of the journey. The kids seem to need to return often to process details they had forgotten, or to express again the truth that God was present even as the floor gave way.

I'm not so certain about the "how" of moving ahead, but I'm even more convinced about the unchanging nature of God. Life is uncertain but God is not. He's always with us. Always loves us. Never allows us to pass through more than we can handle. He gives us grace and mercy for the journey. He guides us through the easy and the hard parts. The wisdom of his Word gives us the strength to continue. He truly is the source of everything.