Foundation.

Foundation. The foundation of ones home to the foundation of my heart. 1 Peter tells us about Jesus being the cornerstone. The foundation- the starting point. (1 Peter 2:4-10)

Proverbs 4:23 “Above all else guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.”

This verse keeps coming to my mind each and everyday. I choose to stand out. I choose to be radical. I choose to be rare, to be the one whom God can trust. In choosing to be a Christian, I am choosing to stand on a solid rock foundation. I believe God’s word, His Bible is a gift to me. I believe it speaks God’s heart to me. I believe its true. I believe the more I sit in the presence of the Almighty, that the overflow of my heart will be the words that I have saturated my soul in.

God’s word hidden in my heart. I don’t memorize God’s word to appear a certain way. I memorize God’s word so that the overflow of my heart is of Him. I not only learned to memorize God’s word, but to take it in and let it penetrate deeply. To let it sit at the steps of my soul, take root, soak in and seep from the inside out.

Taste and see that the Lord is good. (Psalm 34:8) Bathe myself in God’s presence, saturate my mind in His word. My thirst is quenched when I dwell my soul within its words. I will not reach perfection but I can reach consistently. I have been set aside by the Lord. Just like the woman at the well, who had led a tumultuous life, she found herself at the well, with her old bucket filling it again with the water that wouldn’t quench her soul- she encountered Jesus. She needed a drink from Jesus. She needed to know when her well is dry, drawing from Jesus, is the only one who can fill it. Man cannot, substituting something for Jesus won’t, the idols we put before him can’t, the things we buy to satisfy-can’t, money, or consuming our minds with everything but Jesus, will never fill or satisfy our dry to the bone buckets. We need to meet Jesus at the well.

The foundation of my heart is God. The foundation of our home is God. The last several weeks, we decided we needed to tear up the carpet and flooring in the main level of our home. We live on a slab. While in prayer one morning, God gave me this sweet idea of writing His word on the slab, the foundation of our home. I knew my girls, might think I was a little extreme, but it has purposed some great discussions. We have had great fun in writing God’s word all over the floor available and I have imagined what verses I could put in different places. Like the place where I kneel before God every morning, or at the door entrance to our home, or even the hallway. Sure those words will get covered by new flooring, but it’s like a friend of mine said “I stand all over the word of God, the B-I-B-L-E” It’s how her daughter use to sing the song. Yes! I stand all over God’s word. Yes, I am saturating this place in God’s word. This, God’s word, is how I fight my battles.

God not only meets me where I am at on this journey, but he has committed himself to the long term process of personal heart transformation. He isn’t satisfied in just a restored relationship with me and He shouldn’t be. God desires love for me in my worst, plant seeds inside of me, refines the thorns that protrude-and there are a lot of them. He lifts the burdens, so that my heart, mind and soul has a peace the world can’t grasp. He is the cornerstone of my being. I am never too far from His extended arms. He is always working on me, revealing to me even when it feels like I am waiting in the wilderness for Him to reveal the next steps. I am desperate for God. In my desperation, I find myself content, satisfied and free. I know where I belong, and whom I belong to. I am flawed, imperfect, messed up, full of mistakes, misspoken words, wrong motives, terrible words spoken, and this list could just go on, but I cling to the One, who can guard my mouth. I cling to the One who, who surrounds me.

Isaiah 58:11MSG

I will always show you where to go. I’ll give you a full life in the emptiest of places- firm muscles, strong bones. you’ll be a well-watered garden, a gurgling spring that never runs dry. You’ll see the old rubble of past lives to build anew, rebuild the foundations from out of you past.

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