Heritage is rich and fascinating. Even so, for many, there are hiccups along the way in the lines of lineage, things that don’t add up. My ancestry is shadowy at best. Stories and details are as sundry seasons. Turns out what I have come to believe about my genealogy might not be exactly what I supposed. Even the regions of believed origin have discrepancies. I recently took a DNA-based test, hoping to find genetic clarity. Instead, the results made things more befuddled than ever, and I received a revelation I’m not sure how to absorb. Although not unwelcome, the surprise makes me wonder about the accuracy of such tests since it is fresh news to me.
As I sat musing on this topic the other day, the question trickled out of my mouth, “Who am I, really?” and the moment was unsettling. In the next instant, however, the words from Hebrews 13:8 swept over me like a soothing zephyr. “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” Conditions can change. Sometimes the truth is challenging either to find or to hold. I may not procure coinciding answers, even about my maternal and paternal grandparents whom I never knew. I may never have pinpoint explanations for which there are probably reasons. Yet the Lord is constant and unwavering in a faltering human life. He changes not. I take comfort in that.
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