We spend our entire life learning new things. We learn what’s right, what’s wrong, what’s appropriate, what helps, what hurts, all the things I guess we are supposed to know. We have been taught to analyze all situations, to give them meaning. Why? It seems that in every instance that we have finally come to a conclusion, and feel we have a grip on the situation then it changes. Something new always comes in to change the situation. It portrays a picture that looks nothing like ours. It makes us ask, “Have we learned anything? Why are we here? What is our purpose? Is there a purpose at all?” That is when you realize that life is like a kaleidoscope, always changing, never staying the same. Is it possible to learn how to deal with something that is always changing? Is it possible to cope?
I guess the answer is found by staring into the kaleidoscope of our life. While we watch all the colors forming new designs, we gaze in awe. Trying to find our own place in the mass of color. Then as you stare, it strikes you, forcing you to take a step back. Looking at the whole picture you see it, the one thing that never changes: the outline of a man hanging on a cross; blood seeping from the wounds upon His hands and feet, a crown of long thorns digging into His head. He is hanging there for us. He didn’t have to. He is perfect and is always there. He will always love us. He will never leave us. He will never change. He tells us, “Cast your cares on Me, take my hand, and I will set you free.” He is the constant in our kaleidoscope, showing us life’s meaning, helping us find our way.