Jesus is a Rock in a Weary Land

Jesus is a Rock in a Weary Land
But in our time something new has been added. What Moses and the prophets witnessed to all those years has happened. The God-setting-things-right that we read about has become Jesus-setting-things-right for us. And not only for us, but for everyone who believes in him. For there is no difference between us and them in this. Since we’ve compiled this long and sorry record as sinners (both us and them) and proved that we are utterly incapable of living the glorious lives God wills for us, God did it for us. Out of sheer generosity he put us in right standing with himself. A pure gift. He got us out of the mess we’re in and restored us to where he always wanted us to be. And he did it by means of Jesus Christ.
~ Romans 3:23-24
In much of the United States, we have had relentless spring, but not in the traditional way.  The mild winter that we experienced sent it’s weather to the spring.  With that has been so much wind and rain and cold, that it is hard to be humorous with regard to the traditional changeable weather of spring.  
All of a sudden I had a vision of a wonderful story called The Quiltmaker’s Gift by Jeff Brumbeau.  There is a point where the quiltmaker is left on a rock in the middle of a lake.  She has so angered the king that he had her removed there.  Inline image 1
Shortly after he left, the quiltmaker saw a sparrow flying across the great lake. A cold, fierce wind was blowing and it did not look like the poor bird would make it to shore. The quiltmaker called to him and he stopped to rest on her shoulder. The poor, tired sparrow was shivering, so the woman quickly made him a coat from scraps of her purple vest. When he was warmed and the wind had stopped, the bird flew off. But he was very grateful to the quiltmaker for what she had done. Soon the sky darkened as the air filled with a huge cloud of sparrows. Thousands of wings beating together, they swooped down, lifted the woman in their little beaks, and carried her safely to shore”
Even in her imprisonment, she reached out in kindness to a small bird, and was rewarded for the kindness to one, by the many.  It is so hard to go on when one is weary.  But this story, and this anthem came together to remind me that the rock is Jesus, no matter what the weather is, or where it comes from, or how long it lasts.
Today, hold fast to the rock, the sun is coming.
Because of Him,

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