The 80 degree sun was shining down upon me as I was walking outside having coming from the morning session of the young women’s retreat I attended .We were instructed to have quiet time with God and spend time with him.
Me: Lord, I get so distracted though! Please help me use this hour of time well. Quiet time is not my strength.
I decided to walk down the path to get a better view of the mountains hoping God would speak to me, but only found myself growing restless. After a few minutes I walked back up from where I came and ever so clearly I heard “ Sit down.”
Me: Okay God, I’ll try and stay put for a bit.
I sat down and looked out in front of me to gaze upon … A bed of rocks… Awesome.
Taking out my Bible I opened up to Luke and looked around on the page hoping something would stand out to me, then my eyes gazed upon this heading: Build Your House On The Rock.
Me: * prepares to get seriously schooled by the one and only
Luke 6:46-49 ESV
46 “Why do you call me ‘Lord, Lord,’ and not do what I tell you?47 Everyone who comes to me and hears my words and does them, I will show you what he is like: 48 he is like a man building a house, who dug deep and laid the foundation on the rock. And when a flood arose, the stream broke against that house and could not shake it, because it had been well built. 49 But the one who hears and does not do them is like a man who built a house on the ground without a foundation. When the stream broke against it, immediately it fell, and the ruin of that house was great.”
Immediately my eyes started to well up and tears came down as I realized something crucial.
I have built a house that shakes when floods rise.
God was showing me that my understanding of the foundation in which I have built my house on is not as strong as I thought. From the outside I see that my house is built on the rocks. Rocks are pretty sturdy, they can handle the elements, but here is the problem: rocks can be shaken.
When the floods of fear and anxiety rise, my house is shaken.
When the valley of doubt cripples me in staying low, my house is shaken.
When the arrow by day pierces me, my house is shaken.
Me: WOW. God you are showing me that my foundation is weak. I chose to build my house on the rocks (plural) instead of the rock (singular).
1 Samuel 2:2 ESV 2 “There is none holy like the Lord:for there is none besides you; there is no rock like our God.
I sat in awe as the moment of what just happened really settled in. My heart felt like it would leap out of my chest as I realized God is giving me the opportunity to get back to work, and rebuild my house.
I wonder how many of us go through life thinking that our foundation is good to go?
Maybe we fall into the pattern of:
“ I go to church on Sunday” “ I am apart of a small group.” “ I lead in ministry.”
“So of course my house is built on a solid foundation.”
The quotes above are not just made up, but they are phrases that have passed through my own mind. Lies that have allowed me to believe that what I am doing is enough, that somehow I have graduated to the next level of Christianity.
If we go to church on Sunday, but by Wednesday when hardship comes our house has the roof caving in… We are shakeable.
If we are apart of a small group, but when someone texts for prayer we look at our phone screen and never come alongside them… We are shakeable.
I am realizing more and more how powerful and amazing grace truly is.
Grace is what gives the opportunity to rebuild.
We can be broken down and be made new.
On a solid foundation that will never move.
Jesus you rock!
Me: *chuckles at my cleverness