How Firm a Foundation

If by chance you have driven by our house in the past week or so, you would have seen a veritable cavalcade of equipment: backhoes, front-loaders, cement mixers and skid loaders amidst the mountains of rock, dirt and sand. Cement forms have been placed to build the walls. Plumb lines and tape measures have been put to good use to ensure that the door openings are precisely the right size and that all is level. Everything's ready: It's time to pour the cement of what will be the foundation of our garage.

I will say that I've been intrigued at the amount of time and energy that this has taken, not to mention the precision that has gone in to determining the exact measurements for this monumental project. I just guessed that it would be a matter of mowing the lawn, turning over the sod and pouring cement onto the designated spot! Little did I know that we would have to move the LP tank, fill the cistern with rock and dig a deep pit before the work crew could even get started. It's a good thing I wasn't in charge! I did, however, live in fear that my dog Sadie would get picked up by the front-loader and buried along with the black dirt, inquisitive as she was!

But now I ask you: have you found yourself being a little too inquisitive lately? Is it tempting to look into that deep dark hole? Be careful. You might lose your footing, or worse yet, get picked up by that evil front-loader and dumped into the dark pit of sin. But don't succumb to temptation; God has invited each one of us to walk on the firm foundation that is the church, with Christ as the cornerstone. I'm sure God wouldn't even mind if we left our hand-prints or initials in the wet cement, a constant reminder that we are all God's children. And so we can be assured that the foundation that is Christ has been poured out with grace and leveled with love as we work together to build the walls of faith.