Here we go again. It’s started, and you can run, but you can’t hide. It happens about this time every year. You can’t escape it, no matter how much you try. It leaves its yellow tint on everything it touches, and as soon as you wash it off, more comes and takes its place. I’ve even seen it when it moves through the air like a yellow fog in the middle of a sunshine-filled day. When really dry, it can billow up from the parking lot like dust from a country back road. It’s that pollen, from pine trees I believe, that takes over Middle Georgia each spring. When I rinse it off my vehicles, I wryly think of Psalm 139:7, “whither shall I flee from thy presence?” You just can’t get away from that yellow powder! Then when I meditate on it for a bit, I end up thanking the Lord for it. The verse, that is, not the pollen. You see, Psalm 139 focuses our heart on the greatness of our God, part of which is His omnipresence. Look at how beautifully God’s Word puts it. “Whither shall I go from Thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from Thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, Thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, Thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall Thy hand lead me, and Thy right hand shall hold me.” You just can’t go anywhere where God isn’t there already. I’m glad that in just a couple of weeks this yellow plague will disappear until next spring. But I rejoice infinitely more in the fact that our Unchanging Lord is with us always. So as you deal with all the yellow stuff this year, just use it as a reminder that wherever you are today, God’s there, too!