“… like a foolish man who built his house on sand …”
We stood on the edge of the deep cold water, marveling at how far the winds and waves had beaten back the beach, how much of the sand dunes had been consumed by winter’s rage. I stood next to the man who has walked this beaten path with me, staring up at the boardwalk that just last fall had carried us across the dunes. The thick, long posts that once had been buried deep in the sand now hung exposed over the cliff of a disappearing dune. More than ten feet of the dunes had been consumed by winter’s destructive winds and waves.
And with my hand in his, I whisper, “I am sorry.” Tears course as my eyes meet his. A short nod, as if he knows why I am apologizing before the words ever flow from my mouth. “I am so sorry for the last three years, for the last twenty six years, for the life I tried to build on shifting sand.”
The truth of the Word of God is so evident in these beaten down sand dunes. The wind and the waves came, washed away the sandy foundation, and the structures couldn’t stand. Bits and pieces of it now are scattered at the bottom of the dunes to be washed away by the next storm. So much like my life. Positive my foundation was rock, not just any rock, but the solid Rock of Christ, until the storm raged. And when the unexpected storm of the past blew in, every brick that wasn’t of Christ was knocked clean out from under the beautiful life I had built. Crumbling, rotten decay. The house did not stand, but fell headlong into the sea of lies and addiction. Only, it wasn’t a house that fell, it was a woman. I am that woman.
The good news of the gospel found me in the mess I had made. The sandy lies that had washed away are being replaced brick by brick with the truth of the Word of God. The accusations and shame that I have kept hidden in the depths of my heart are being carried out by the tide. Today, I am so grateful. I am so thankful that Christ is the solid Rock on which I stand. I thank God that the names I have been called, the things that have been done to me, the accusations made, the addictions that I fell to when past hurts raised their ugly heads, and the sins I have committed are not who I am. Those labels and heartaches have affected me, but they have been washed away like sand on the seashore . I am a new creation in Christ. I am standing in the truth of His Word and He is daily giving me the grace I so desperately need to cling to Him as the world rages on around me!
And for you this morning, can I just ask, what are you building your house on? When the storms come – and they will come – will your foundation stand? Are you the wise man building his house on the rock or the foolish man building his house on the sand? I encourage you to take time today to just sit at the feet of Jesus and let Him show you His truth. The only foundation that is able to withstand the storms, the waves, and the beating wind is the solid Rock of Christ!