Islands in the middle of a river always amaze me. The water comes up and the water goes down and the big trees growing there still stand up and wave to me on the bank. They must have really deep roots, roots that reach their fingers down and grab ahold of the rocks. There are saplings out on that sandbar, too, and they look a bit mangled after the water rises, but they survive because they are surrounded by their more mature friends.
Sometimes the flood rushes right over you in this life. You're spitting water and clinging with all your might to anything you can hold on to. It feels like you're going to be swept downstream any minute. You might look around thinking that no one else seems swayed and wonder why you're the only one always fighting the current. The reality is that everyone has a deluge unique to them, and the choice is to wrap your arms around the Rock or be swept downstream. Call on the Lord, then tuck yourself in between some people who have been in your shoes before. Church, small group, fellowships of believers, a bestie who loves the Lord. That's where you'll find the extra support you need to survive the torrent.
Matthew 7:24 “Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. 25 And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock. 26 And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. 27 And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”
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