God Never Changes

Dylan went into his bedroom and slammed the door shut. He took his pillow and hurled it across the room, then sat down on the bed. Great, he thought, another change in my life. His mom had just told him she had gotten a full-time job and he would have to go to his grandparents' house after school every day. First Mom and Dad tell me they're getting a divorce, then Mom and I have to move, and now this.

A knock on the door interrupted Dylan's thoughts. "Can I come in?" Mom asked.

"I guess so," Dylan said.

Mom came in and sat on the edge of Dylan's bed. "I thought you enjoyed spending time with your grandparents."

"I do," Dylan replied. "I just don't want another change I have to deal with. I have a routine after school. Now this is going to change everything, and I'm not going to see you as much." He sighed. "It just seems like nothing is stable. Everything is changing."

Dylan got off the bed and went to look out his bedroom window. Mom came and stood beside him, and they looke