Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Our Rock

A couple of days ago we were studying God's character. We talked a lot about the meaning of the word "holy." The kids asked some really good questions.

We read from 1 Samuel
There is no one holy like the Lord;
there is no one besides you;
there is no Rock like our God.

We talked about the song that describes the wise man building his house on the rock, and the foolish man building his house on the sand. I couldn't help but feel like our days at the beach prepared us to talk about this. The kids know all about the sand, the way it washes away with the waves, the way it is so easily moved.

Today I didn't have a plan, I just opened up the bible and found Psalm 40

He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.

I told them to picture our walk in the woods this morning, and every time E fell down, I picked him up and set his feet on a flat place, brushed him off and sent him on his way again. We closed our eyes, they giggled at picturing Eli falling down yet again, and they knew exactly what I was talking about. I didn't set him on an uneven place, I didn't expect him to balance on a log, I found the safe place to set his feet.



I told Shelly she'd really like this next part...

He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear
and put their trust in the Lord.

We laughed when she said, "Well what did you THINK?" in such a sweet way, we all know she loves to sing. She's our music girl. She makes new songs, praises to God daily and its such a joy to listen to her loving God.



We spoke again about the beach, about how when you stand in the sand at the edge of the water, gradually more and more sand covers your feet. Gradually you start sinking. But when we stand on the rocks, the water can't even touch us. We'll never sink. God is our foundation. God is our rock, our safe place in the storm, our protector and provider of too many blessings to count.

Many, O Lord my God,
are the wonders you have done.
The things you planned for us
no one can recount to you;
were I to speak and tell of them,
they would be too many to declare.

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