old idols

on my way back from opelika (doctor’s appointment), i heard this guy on the radio say that we should be careful not to return to old idols as we have been asked to wait and be still during this time. He said like the Isrealites made the golden calf when Moses did not come back as quickly as they had anticipated- they panicked and reverted to old ways instead of staying calm and waiting and trusting. I needed to hear that today.

this song has been on my heart these past few days:
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus' Name
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand

today is called Good Friday. it was somebody’s Bad Friday. for Jesus. for Mary. for the disciples. their Bad Friday is our Good Friday because we know the end of the story. We know Sunday’s coming.

In this moment, we don’t know the end of this covid story. But we know Jesus.
“When darkness seems to hide His face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand”