Lately I wake up all hours of the night worried about the future. I know the bible verses that say not to worry. They are plastered all over my house as a reminder. But it happens. I woke up with the song “On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand” in my head. I never wanted to be in a place where I had nothing to hold onto but Jesus…but here I am. Its a hard place to be. I looked up the song, and the words meant so much more to me than ever before.
People will say “My husband is my rock.” With that thought, where does that leave me with Mike’s terminal illness?! It leads me right to the cross.
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.
When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.