So Long, 2018


I will never forget standing on these rocks in Galilee, just a few hundred feet above the sea that was notorious for its ship-smashing storms. These waters were rough - home to winds and waves so powerful that only the voice of God himself could calm the raging surges of rushing water. The sea is 700 feet below sea level, and its location makes it subject to sudden violent storms as the eastern wind drops over the sea. Needless to say, these waters are rough. 

However, standing on these rocks that tower several hundred feet above the sea, we were completely uplifted from the chaos below. In fact, we were lifted so high above the waters that we were able to simply look down on the waters and from where we stood, the storms seemed small. 

As I looked out over the waters, I thought about the storms that abounded in my own life. Conflict between friends, fear of disappointing others, jealousy, heartache, broken relationships, loved ones lost, the destruction and turmoil of my own sin made my life look strangely akin to the sea below. 

BUT GOD. 

My theme for 2018 was, "God is my rock." In the very same way the rocks in Galilee lifted us above the storms, God as my rock is able to lift me far above the storms and chaos that comes with being alive. Standing on Him and His promises means that I am able to look down at the storms in my life and they will look small. Time and time again, God has shown me what a firm foundation we have when we are standing on Him. He will truly help us rise above. Praise the Lord that we have a Rock who is so much higher than we are. 

As I reflect on the past year, I think about what it has looked like to "stand on God." How is it possible to make a foundation out of a God we cannot see? I think it has to do with our hearts. 

I spent a lot of time meditating on Psalm 62:2, which says, "Surely God is my rock and my salvation. He is my fortress; I will not be shaken." 

The last five words of that verse have become especially powerful to me. Having God as my rock means that my identity is secure. I will not be shaken. That means that when hard times come, I won't crumble. When I feel lonely or rejected, I will not be lost because I know where I stand with God. When life around me feels like it is chaotic, I do not have to panic or be depressed because I am standing on a Rock that allows me to overlook the storm. My Rock makes my storms look small. 

Because of this, 2018 has been the best year of all time. I am so thankful to serve a God who is my Rock. He is a provider, protector, sustainer, and Savior, and I will not be shaken!!

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