this solid ground

When my family arrived at our church on Sunday morning, the power was out.  Early that morning the electricity had gone out in several neighborhoods near our gathering place.   Stoplights were out.  There were candles lit in the hallways at church, and a generator to support the sanctuary.

The world seemed darker than usual.

But there was an undeniable power in spite of all that.  Hearts reaching toward the light.  The room was full, it seemed to be fairly bursting.   Those of us who had gathered...we were hungry.  In an uncertain, unstable world, we were hungry for something to cling to.

Dear reader, would you do something?  Would you take a few minutes to listen to this song and really take in the words, every single word?  To revel in the truth?

Just take a moment and soak in it.



He is it.  He alone saves.  He is the one.

All other ground is sinking sand.