Psalm 40:2 “…He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.” (NIV)*
My siblings and I would swim for hours in the winding creek that bordered our land. The rippling cold water and muddy banks made an ideal playground for seven rambunctious farm kids.
Those brave enough to venture into deep waters knew if they made it to a certain spot they could climb onto a rock waiting there. Firm. Solid. It was the big rock.
All those childhood years, the big rock sat planted underwater in that same spot. I’ve never fully seen it, oh…maybe a shadowy form when the water was low, but my bare feet had its rough textured shape memorized. No sight needed.
The big rock held shaky legs secure and gave a firm place to stand. It provided a platform to jump from, when the time was right.
Life gets shaky and waters, deep. A bad decision or unexpected flood could have led there. Maybe someone threw you in over your head or the boat capsized. However you arrived in scary deep water, the rock’s the same. It’s solid. It’s firm. It holds secure. It’s a place to catch your breath, refocus, and prepare for the next jump.
When life finds you flailing in waters deep, about to drown–
Let Jesus be that rock, firm place for setting feet down.
poem and photo by Patty Perkins
*The One Year Bible, New International Version, copyright 1986, Tyndale House Publishers, Wheaton, Illinois.
Note: Psalm 40:2 came from the February 23 reading of The One Year Bible…it stood out to me more than today’s passages.