Tuesday, June 23, 2009
A few months ago, I went to the coast. I took a walk on the beach and soaked up the sights and smells. I was amazed by the beauty of nature. I found myself fascinated by a bird on a rock. Waves crashed in around the bird. The bird stood still. The tide was coming in. As I watched, the splash of the waves got bigger. The bird was not startled by the force of the water. The bird continued to rest on the rock. Another bird flew by. The bird stayed.
I watched the bird for a long time. I was reminded of how easily my circumstances can rattle me. I was reminded of verses that refer to God as our Rock.
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.
They remembered that God was their Rock, that God Most High was their Redeemer.
I cannot shake the image of the bird from my mind. It challenges me. When my daily grind gets on my nerves, when I am too busy, when people I know do things that baffle me, when I don't have a good attitude, I must remember my Rock.
I must remember to spend time -in my solitary place - talking to God and reading my Bible.
Then, when the world swirls around me, I can stand strong.