This week I slid down the side of a volcano that poured out lava as recently as 2021. Twenty years ago the mountain blew its top and launched so much ash into the air it shut down the national airport for several days. Not exactly stable.

Then an article I saw recently describing Roman building materials popped to mind. In many places, ancient concrete still holds together. In use for 2,000 years, the structures are sound and studied by materials scientists today.

Now that’s steadfast.

We learn this about God’s love in the psalms: Your steadfast love is great above the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.

God’s love for us remains steadfast—firm, immovable and unwavering. In the case of God’s love, steadfast lasts forever. No chance of blowing its top at the most unfortunate time.

I’m not sure I’d feel comfortable living at the base of a volcano, at least one that erupts every quarter-century or so. But I can rest in the steadfast comfort of God’s love, regardless of where I lay my head at night.

Psalm 108 in reading the Bible in 2023

Photo by Alain Bonnardeaux