On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand

There are a lot of options. There are many gods and ideas to put your trust in. You can put your trust in Allah, Buddha, Joseph Smith, Vishnu, and Shiva. Mohammad, Joseph Smith, and L Ron Hubbard had some interesting things to say. There’s Baal, Asherah, Dagon, and Molech. You might chuckle when I mention such old gods but I’ve met people who still worship Athena, Zeus, Odin, and Thor. Even Satan has a church and faithful followers who rely on him.

You could trust in your own goodness and power. In your intelligence and ideas. You can place your eternal hope in your spouse, best friend, or child. You can read something in a fictional book or watch a movie, and adopt the idea that the Matrix is real. You can say, “Higher Power” and mean the group that you are sitting with or any number of things.

You can go to Homegoods right now and find literal idols to put in your yoga room or on your garden to remind you to be peaceful. You can find books about witchcraft at Barnes and Noble and everywhere else. They will teach you how to fix yourself and those around you. How to get power and sleep better at night. There are books and cards and games and to help you hear from the dead. There are crystals and herbs to change the atmosphere. You can put your hope there.

There truly are a lot of options! They are so available and so often used that I have probably upset a few of you with my list. I am going to risk upsetting someone because I want to see them set free. Jesus is the way the truth and the life. No one is getting to the Father but through Him. That’s not my idea, that’s His!

It’s been a long time since I considered a false god to be of any help to me. My issue is typically that I place my hope in my own abilities. I sometimes mistake my role in salvation and give myself too much credit. I remember deciding to follow, which is a decision I make again and again, but even that decision was an answer to a call from Jesus. God initiated our relationship, not me!

He is the founder and perfecter of my faith. Even as I type this, I have a tough time understanding where His work ends and mine begins. I sometimes take credit for the Fruit of the Spirit as if Whitney could muster up peace or self-control. Those of you who know me are chuckling and giving God the credit for any good thing you see in my life.

I know there are things I need to do! I must spend time with God, read my Bible, pray, forgive, and do as God commands, but that’s still not where my hope is allowed to rest! My actions wont save me but His will. He’s trustworthy. If He says it’s all on Him then it is. If He says that the perfect blood of Jesus is enough to wash me clean, then I’m clean. If He says that He is preparing a place for me, then He is.

I will read my Bible to get to know the God who loves me and saved me.  I will sit with Him for hours every week in prayer and worship. I will watch the Fruit of the Spirit develop in me without any of my assistance, and I will work hard to forgive others and obey Him. I will be generous with my finances, possessions, and time, and continue to preach the gospel. I will strive to obey and ask for forgiveness when I blow it, and I will blow it plenty.

But I can’t place my faith in reading the Bible, praying, and worshiping. These are the things I do to build my relationship with God and set hold of His kingdom even now. Without a relationship with Him, they won’t save me. Without the blood of Christ, they won’t do the trick. Forgiveness and following the law won’t save me but I will do them because I fear and love Him. Generosity isn’t enough either.

I must believe that Jesus offered the perfect sacrifice once and for all. That the blood that He shed was enough to wash my sins away and make me as white as snow. I must choose to follow Him and only Him. My only hope when I stand before God at the end of this short life is that I bear the mark of the One who died to set me free and give me a relationship with the Father.

He won’t be impressed with idols, ideas, philosophy, and religion. He won’t be swayed by how hard I’ve tried since all my good deeds are like filthy rags compared to His holiness. My acceptance to Heaven won’t depend on who I was married to or what kind of children I raised. The number of hours I was in church won’t be a deciding factor.

My only hope in every situation here on Earth and for all of eternity is the perfect spotless Lamb that is Jesus Christ and that will never change. So there is only one place to stand. On the Rock.


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