Rock

Turn your ear to me, come quickly to my rescue; be my rock of refuge, a strong fortress to save me. Since you are my rock and my fortress, for the sake of your name lead and guide me. Psalm 31:2, 3 (NIV)

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Some of the rocks are piled in rows. Fences made of available materials. Stacked the right way, they stand, marking the boundaries of a field. Such a wall is built on purpose and not by accident.

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Other rocks are shaped and formed into buildings. They stand, polished smooth by wind and rain. Etchings rubbed off until the words recorded are illegible. Time, erosion and sometimes human neglect causes the building’s purpose to shift and change. Ruins are easily created when what has been perceived to be important is suddenly abandoned.

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Get down on my level and listen, and please – no procrastination! Your granite cave a hiding place, your cliff aerie a place of safety. You’re my cave to hide in, my cliff to climb. Be my safe leader, be my true mountain guide. Psalm 31:2, 3 (MSG)

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I sat down on the edge of this cliff. I am deathly afraid of heights, so it was no small feat for me to get myself out to the edge. I chose to ignore the fear because I wanted the picture, the testament to the fact that I had been here! My friends were not with me and saw me “perching” on the edge. They didn’t know what to make of my choice. They could not see how much rock was between me and the edge. They didn’t know that I was really quite far away from the true edge of the cliff. They were afraid for me. I was confident that I was sitting in a safe location and that all would be well.

I need a Rock of Refuge. I need places where I can feel safe and secure. A cliff’s edge is shaped and changed. The waves bash against those rocks all day long forever carving the surface. My God is not like the cliffs. My God is the same yesterday, today and forever. (Hebrews 13:8) He knows how the waves of my life beat against me. He knows the interesting ways they change the shape of who I am. He knows the way they erode me. But my God is the Rock I can cling to. He is the place of surety. He is with me when the waves pound. He leads and guides. He has never removed the waves from my life. Rather, my God is the One who is with me in the middle of the waves reminding me that He is faithful and true. As I continue to call out to Him, He constantly goes before me leading and guiding.

Turn your ear to me, come quickly to my rescue; be my rock of refuge, a strong fortress to save me. Since you are my rock and my fortress, for the sake of your name lead and guide me. Psalm 31:2, 3 (NIV)

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