A NICE CHANGE

In 1969, I drove off to Winston Salem, to begin my first teaching job. Daddy bought me a more dependable car than the 1940 Plymouth Road King, that I had been driving. He got me an automatic black and white Chevelle Malibu. It was white with a black vinyl top, and my first car with air! It was sleek looking and I just loved it.
Today, while I was driving into town, I pulled up behind a boxy looking car that looked "yucky". To my surprise, I nearly fell over when I read Malibu on the back. It was awful looking, and not at all sleek and pretty like mine had been..... I hate that things have to change.
That's what's so nice and dependable about the word of God, though.
His word stands forever and will never, ever change!
Not even throughout eternity, but that's a nice change!
Becky