Words of Hope: Solid Rock
The words from the hymn, “On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand,”rang through my mind this morning. Dad loved this song. I can hear him trying to sing it. I looked up the verses and one of them says, “When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay.”
It’s strange to me what can trigger an anxious thought. Usually it is around safety. The collapse of banks or war or a gruesome news story can trigger me. These triggers tempt me to try and control my life more. I want my girls to have supplies of water and food. I want to see if I can pre-predict any number of dangerous scenarios as if my power and strength can protect my daughters.
I come back to this glorious promise. I remind myself the apostles handled snakes and poisons, they raised people from the dead. And most of them died painful deaths – willingly. This is the promise. Not more water but more living water. Not more food supplies but the bread of life. Not more light sources but the light of God. Not a safety bunker but the shelter of the Most High. I can prepare all I want and it is sinking sand. Instead, I run to this- “My faith is built on nothing less than Jesus’s blood and righteousness.”
“I sought the Lord and he answered me and delivered me from all my fears.” Psalm 34:4
