“The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.” – Psalm 18:1-2a
“From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” – Psalm 61:2
“Therefore, everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.” – Matthew 7:24-27
Dunluce Castle in County Antrim, Ireland, was built around 1500. Impressive, beautiful, terrifying. The ruins that remain teeter right on the edge of the cliff. Yet, they remain. The rock and stone hold, through many years of waves and wind.
I am held and sustained, much more so than man-made castle walls, by my Lord God Creator. The Rock holds me fast. My walls may crumble a bit, but He has me held tightly in His grasp, firm in the Rock.
“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.” – Psalm 18:2