Foundation

My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness - on Christ the solid rock I stand all other ground is sinking sand. Words from a gospel song I remember singing so many times in church, brings back  many great memories of my early Christian life.

That brings up the question, what is the foundation that we build our lives on? Obviously we learn from our parents when we are young using the teachings they give us to build our lives upon. Influences from everywhere else add to the mix, and of course if they take us to church then we learn much about faith. Or not!

Most every building has a foundation that is comparable to a rock. Concrete mixed with rock or a rock itself, doesn't mater it's all rock. The reason is obvious. a rock can only be shaken by a catastrophic event, and even then it usually holds up under intense pressure. However, some buildings like those on the beach, are built on shifting or sinking sand and are easily blown over by a devastating hurricane.

Our lives are comparable to that.  My younger days were spent as a Catholic Altar Boy in a Catholic Military boarding school. I learned about God, heard about him every day, but I wasn't really listening. Too busy paying attention to sports and other things. later as a Marine in Viet Nam I don't ever recall praying and in my first marriage my wife was Godly but I was a mess from war and other difficult situations.

My foundation was weak and exposed during my addiction. Only by the grace of God was I saved and my addiction was ended. Then I began to rebuild that foundation with the love of God, his forgiveness, his desire for me to believe in myself and to succeed.  Brick by brick that foundation was laid as others poured the word of God into me and showed me how to live a successful life..

The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. Psalm 18:2

The sinking sand is gone, the stronghold has been established.  Like I had to, ask yourself a question, what is my foundation built upon, and when the wind and wildness of life try to knock me over, where do I go to find something to stand firm upon?

Not far, he's already there waiting for us!