There is a rock
Beneath all the dancing, flowing water
There is a rock
Beneath the turbulence, the stillness, the choppy storms
There lies a rock
Below the sand, the soil, the clay
There is a rock
Beneath the veil and underneath the mountain; a rock
It tends the forest
It watches the clouds
It is not moved
This rock
Always
This rock
Hold it
Feel it
Be held by it
"How firm a foundation"
Do we at all comprehend the words?
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Every day brings new challenges. I seem to experience consistent confrontation with new-ness lately, and that can be overwhelming. Yet always, always, always, there is one who stands as the bedrock of all existence. None of the overwhelming new-ness is new to Him. None of the change is daunting. None of the pain is too much. There is no wave that topples His ship. He is steadier than I can describe, and I learn a little bit here and there how to rest in that steadiness. It is a truly beautiful calm and joy amidst the chaos. May we all learn to embrace the one who embraces.
