Thursday, February 19
Read Isaiah 17:10-14
For you have forgotten the God of your salvation, and have not remembered the Rock of your refuge …. (v 10)
The Rock was there, amid the floating papers and clothes of my flooded basement.
The Rock was there, in the middle of arguments.
The Rock was there, as I wrestled with self-doubt and troubles about work.
This past year was not one of my better years. Nothing devastating, true, but more like a steady drumbeat of things. For instance, in June the water heater burst in the middle of the night and turned our basement into a yucky indoor pool. It was enough at times that I felt abandoned in the world as I wondered what was next.
And yet, I needed to have a sense of scale. Serious car troubles are nothing compared with Ebola or bankruptcy or … you get the idea. Still, these everyday things can hurt. (Remember Mel Brooks’ joke? “Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.”)
But here’s what’s important: I had to remember that I am not alone. I am surrounded by people who ultimately love and care about me. Most important, the Rock of my faith, the love of God, is always there. This Rock is always ready to forgive us when we stray from the righteous path and is there when we need support and strength.
It was during some of the more trying moments of last year that I had to lean into that support for comfort. I would turn to God seeking guidance, insight and light. I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t known that Rock of faith was there. Like the line in “Rock of Ages” says, “Helpless, look to thee for grace.” And we are helpless, for we can do nothing without God and God’s grace.
I hope this year will be less trying. Whether it is better or worse, though, I know the Rock will always be with me. It will keep me afloat — even if the water heater breaks again.
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