Thursday, April 16, 2009

The Savior and the Rock

I am gulping for air, my head is sinking under the foaming waves. I begin to disappear in the murky depths. I cry for help.

I hear a voice! A strong, friendly hand reaches down and pulls me out from certain death.
He sets me on a solid Rock. He holds my dripping self close to Him, and tenderly promises never to leave me. As long as I want Him there, He will stay with me, and keep me on the solid Rock, no matter how the waves crash about it.

He has saved me. No, I will never leave.


Kelsey said...

I love that picture Martina! :)

Matt and Beth-Anne said...

I love how your blog is always pointing to Jesus and spiritual things. Thank you =)

shama said...

Be strong in the Lord, and be of a good courage. Looking forward to having you back at SAU next year!