shifting sands.
a house built indeed on such foundation is bound to crumble. sand shifts as the tide comes and goes. anything built on it is bound not to last for long. no one is foolish enough to build anything one intends to have for eternity on such fragile foundations as shifting sands. yet i must confess that my life has been built on such shaky foundations. my life. something i long to keep for eternity has too many shifting sands foundations. how many times have i heard myself say that i cannot possibly imagine life without so and so, without such and such. how many times have i thought to myself how life will be totally unbearable if i lost all those i hold dear to me. i have placed emphasis on them. too much emphasis im afraid. too much importance.
yet i cannot really imagine life without my family. or the life i’m living now. too often i wondered how Job handled it all when everything he had was taken away. yet he remained faithful to God. never wavering. what if my life is shaken by such.
would my life be found standing on solid rock foundation…
…or crumbled under shifting sands?
