24 “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. 25 The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.” – Matthew7:24-25
Some of you reading this may have received that phone call. The phone call where the ring sounded just a little different. The phone call where you answer knowing something is wrong, but you hope for everything to be fine. It may have been in the middle of the night or the middle of the day, either way, it was devastating.
For me, I found myself sitting on the back porch at my in-laws house. My cellphone rang and I looked down and it was a friend from college. I was in the middle of talking with my in-laws so I pushed it to my voicemail. A few seconds later I felt my phone vibrate and I assumed it was notifying me that I had a voicemail, but it wasn’t. My friend was calling me again and right then I knew something was up. I had that feeling in my stomach that something must be wrong.
Upon answering the phone I heard my friends somber voice confirming my suspicions. I listened as he softly spoke the words that one of our friends had passed away that morning. A friend that, weeks before, walked across the stage to graduate from college. A friend that we ate dinner with, played sports with, attended athletic events with and goofed around late at night in our dorm with.
I knew he was a man who loved God and loved telling others about his love for God, but it still hurt. It hurt knowing that his parents and siblings were hurting. It hurt knowing that his girlfriend was completely blindsided and grieving. It hurt thinking of all the plans and dreams he had had hoped to accomplish with his degree. It hurt knowing that just months before we had said goodbye and didn’t know that it would be the last time we would see each other for the rest of our lives.
It is often in these moments that we find ourselves on our knees. Our legs can’t hold the weight of our body as we cry out to God on the floor. We cry out for answers and for the ability to understand the circumstance. We cry out with demands for just one more chance to see or hear the person. We would give everything to go back and tell that person how much they mean to us or how we wish things would have been different.
We live comfortable lives, but we don’t realize that our lives are like a house of cards. We’re one breeze away from having everything we know being turned upside down. Our card house is made up of cards that are our friends and family, a job, or vehicle…remove the right card…and it all comes crashing down.
As a kid I loved to build card houses. There was a difference in building the houses on a solid floor and building one on a wobbly table. Just like our card houses we are build our lives on solid ground. Christ is our solid rock. When we build the foundation of our life on Him…even when everything around us falls…we still have Him. We can start rebuilding on the foundation that never changes, nor never fails.