I have this friend. I have a friend who steadies me. In the flesh, from earthly standards, I can tell you she is not perfect. She, will tell you she is not perfect. More times than I can count she has freely offered up her flaws – never exalting herself above anyone else. Her heart is humble. It is good, and reflects the love of a heavenly Father more than she knows.
Her faith, and friendship, inspire me.
This season has not been quiet for me. It’s been jolting. Confusing. I have been angry and disillusioned. Tonight, as I was spending time in worship, I began to feel myself settle. I began to breathe again.
Sometimes I am moved by the situations of life. The questions. The anger. Frustration and confusion. Personal failings when I have given all I could and it was still insufficient. Love poured out, only to be denied and shut out. Weakness. Brokenness. Ever choosing joy, sometimes minute by minute.
When I come to my end, there are no more options than to quiet my spirit before my God. And worship.
In the steadiness, my thoughts fell upon my friend. She so often rests in His power and authority in and over her life. Over that of her family. Long before the emotional waterfall that is inevitably my first response, hers is predictably one of faith. Words of strength come before impassioned pleas for justice.
She is a rock.
Faith is not an overnight sensation. God is not a genie in a bottle. A life following Jesus is one of self-sacrifice; it means dying to self and what we might believe we are owed. It’s about forgiveness, submission, humility, and grace. It means choosing what we are promised over what we have, what we believe far above what we see.
It means that when the winds of change and rains of loss wash away what we thought belonged to us; we are. not. moved.
There is a lot of noise in our world; conflict, confusion, and instability reign. Sometimes even the most simple of challenges can feel overwhelming when added to all that we walk in so many of our days. My friend, please know the truth, though, that we don’t have to jump into the river of chaos like those to our left and our right. Look for those who aren’t moving. Who remain in Him. Who walk with a steady perspective. So often we are drawn to those also drowning and flailing through life, and yet God’s people are not called to such a fate. Rather, we are admonished to actively pursue LIFE in Him. Abundance. Joy. Hope. And, to stand upon the Rock of our Salvation.
Be not moved, my friend. Stand.
The Lord lives! Blessed be my Rock! Let God be exalted, The Rockof my salvation! – 2 Samuel 22:47
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. – Hebrews 11:1
The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; My God, my strength, in whom I will trust; My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. – Psalm 18:2
Therefore whoever hears these sayings of Mine, and does them, I will liken him to a wise man who built his house on the rock: and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it did not fall, for it was founded on the rock. – Matthew 7:24-25
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new. – 2 Corinthians 5:17