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Will Your House Be Left Standing?

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The rain was pouring down in buckets, smashing against the clouded glass, with force enough to blow it to a shattered mess.

I looked outside and saw the waves crashing upon the shore; fast approaching our wooden beach house with each passing moment.

There was no where to go;
no where I wanted to go.

Thunder and lightning ran together culminating into a marvelous crash; there was no pause, no waiting to count the seconds; they became one.

My goose-pimpled arms gained comfort under a towering afghan, my toes nice and toasty, thanks to my favorite fluffy slippers and the blazing glow from a worn, paint-chipped burning stove.

I went again, to the window, smeared with a fog of heavy precipitation. Placing my hand over my eyes to shield the glare, I peered out the glass. Other homes came crashing down onto the shifting sand, washing the wooden rubble away into a muddy, foamy sea.

But there was no need to fear;
The darkness was all around, but light shined within.
Our house had been built upon a rock, a strong rock; the Rock.


When the waves come, (because it is promised they will) when the wind and storms hit your house, what will the outcome be? When all of the houses around you are crashing to the ground, will your home be left standing firm?

Check your Foundation. Is it built upon the Rock?

Luke 6:48
He is like a man building a house, who dug deep and laid a foundation on the rock; and when a flood occurred, the torrent burst against that house and could not shake it, because it had been well built.

Ann Voskamp says,

Lord, cause us not to work to consume or to climb, but to engage in the true work of building houses of prayer, places where You are at Home. Come, find Shelter here, where we find Shelter in You….

To Build a SHELTER of Prayer:
S-Short
H-Helps
E-Establish a Place
L– Lists
T– Together
E– Establish a Time
R– Reminders

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Comments

  4. There’s not down the rain’s coming, too! BUT our foundation has been around way before the thought of rain.

    Thanks for this and for the visit in my neck of the blog woods.

  6. I love the way you breathe poetically into your writings. The scriptures were so appropriate; I hadn’t even thought about those for this theme. Thank you.

  7. This post reminds me of the words of an old hymn:

    My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
    I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
    On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand.
    All other ground is sinking sand.

    I love those old hymns. So profound. Just like this post.

    Be blessed!