A Lovely Stone

I’m thankful that it is the Lord who saves, who is my salvation. That the solid foundation for a good day is my savior, who loves me. It may be that things are not going as planned, and that this crazy detour I’m on is fraught with dangerous mountain passes, and nettle valleys. With wide, wide rivers, and horrible rapids. But the stone of who I am is held by Jesus. Through it all, He carries me, far and wide, deep and low, like a precious keepsake that He found when He went speelunking in that bottomless pit on the cross.