The Rock

I sit upon this rock in a high place and from here I can see how your light and your salvation have always been with me. From here I can smell the perfume of the fruits of triumph that started out as despair. How you took the distorted and confused and turned it into something noble and honorable. It’s from here that I see when you walked me past the valley of the shadows. My constant and steady rock. How often I hid in the cleft when I felt the sting of the ferocious winds of life that tossed me and the slap of disappointment when all felt lost. You went where no one else could go and held me when no one was to be found. You used everything to teach me about life and who you are. Every moment was an opportunity to introduce me to another wonder and mystery. You shook fear out of me and stood between me and the abyss. When I could feel the pain weighing me down you elevated me with a cape of hope and wings of promise. Then I was light footed and soared above the strife. You told me to follow the light; and you lead me to the place of contentment and satisfaction and there I rested and felt the peace of your work and presence.

You dared me to believe in the impossible, to redefine trial as triumph, pain as joy, oppression as freedom, loss as victory.  

God wants us to lean on him as our rock through the difficulties of life.  Psalm 18:2 tells us that "the LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold" and Psalm 71:3 tells us that He is the rock where we can always go. Lean back and rest on the Rock.