Your life has a rock-solid foundation

Your life has a rock-solid foundation. God is your rock, this concept is coming straight from the realm of ideas. God as a rock is a metaphor for power and strength. Pure thought, it exchanges a material object for a spiritual idea - leading our thought onward and upward." Indeed, the Bible often speaks about God being a rock: "He is the Rock, his work is perfect..." we read in Deuteronomy 32. Abraham, the first individual on this planet, who truly grasped this idea, built his life on it as a clever builder would builds his own house on a rock (not on sand). 

How can we describe God? What does spiritual sense perceive?
God is like a Rock. Mary Baker Eddy beautifully elaborates this comforting truth and writes:

"Thus founded upon the rock of Christ, when storm
and tempest beat against this sure foundation, you,
safely sheltered in the strong tower of hope, faith, and
Love, are God's nestlings; and He will hide you in His
feathers till the storm has passed. Into His haven of
Soul there enters no element of earth to cast out angels,
to silence the right intuition which guides you
safely home. (Miscellaneous Writings, p. 152)

Few things seem more real to human eyes and hands and feet with hiking boots than solid rock - and yet few other comparisons in the Bible occur more often than this one: That God, not matter, is a Rock. So what is truly reliable, substantial, a sure foundation? Life on a rock feels sheltered and safe. Life is Spirit.

This is a poem you will love. It is by Robert Lowry, set to music beautifully by Robert Rockabrand in the new Christian Science Hymnal Supplement (#449):

My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation;
I hear the sweet though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation:
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing,
It finds an echo in my soul,
How can I keep from singing?
What though my human comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth;
What though the darkness gather round!
Songs in the night He giveth:
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that Rock I’m clinging,
Since Love is Lord of heav’n and earth,
How can I keep from singing?
I lift mine eyes, the cloud grows thin,
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smooths
Since first I learned to love it:
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing,
All things are mine since I am His,
How can I keep from singing?

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