I remember the first time I saw him . . . I was mesmerized.
There he stood, larger than life as he offered a glaring stare at the crowd. He was ready to take on any opponent . . . he was the Brahma Bull . . . The Great One . . . The Peoples’ Champion . . . he was The Rock.
Yep. I was a WWE fan! Sorry . . . but in household of five women . . . I had to have a testosterone surge every once in a while.
The Rock used his name to illustrate his presence in the ring . . . he was immovable, unbeatable, uncrushable.
There is other branding using the image of a rock. Prudential encouraged us to “own a piece of the rock” urging us to believe that our investments were secure and solid. There’s Miles McPherson’s church in San Diego, “The Rock Church”. I even remember pet rocks. No that was a low maintenance companion.
Interestingly, Webster defines a rock as “a hard, naturally formed material of inorganic origin”. That’s it . . . a lifeless, hard thing! So much for owning a piece.
In doing some reading and reflecting I came across the psalmist’s words in Psalm 92:15, “To declare that the Lord is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.”
As a Kingdom influencer, I always want to be the “rock” of my family and my community. That strong, unbreakable object that they could always come to and trust in. But, I’m only as strong as the Rock to which I run.
Scripture has a great deal to say about a rock, the rock we find in Christ . . .
- He is my Rock. The writer says he will declare that the Lord is upright and that He is my rock. What comfort to know that I have my own, personal Rock. He is my source of uprightness and there is no unrighteousness in Him. The Message says this, “. . . My Mountain, my huge, holy Mountain!” He is mine, and I am His.
- He is my living Rock. David, in Psalm 18:46 says, “The Lord lives, and blessed by my rock.” A normal rock on this earth may be inorganic or mineral, having no life. But my Rock lives. He is there for me and He is alive with every emotion, feeling and passion for me.
- He is my saving Rock. Moses called God his Rock of salvation (Duet 32:4, 15). David called Him, “Oh Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer”. (Psalm 19:14) He is the foundation of my faith and belief in redemption and salvation. It is rock solid and nothing can ever shake that firm foundation.
- He is my hiding Rock. Remember that old hymn, “Rock of Ages, cleft for me. Let me hide myself in thee.” In times of trouble, times of despair, times of difficulty, times of uncertainty . . . there is a small, sheltered hiding place for me. I am able to hide in my Rock and nothing can or will harm me.
- He is my protecting Rock. David, again in Psalm 18 declares his love for the Lord and calls Him, “my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; My God, my rock in whom I take refuge.” (vs 2-3). I remember playing “war” as a young boy. We would find as many rocks as we could and build a fort. Although someone could have easily pushed down our rock wall, we felt safe there from the enemy. He is my defender against all enemies . . . of the seen and of the unseen!
- He is my refreshing Rock. Do you recall the story of Moses and the Children of Israel needing water. Moses was told by God to go and strike the rock. Upon obeying God . . . fresh, cool, clear water came gushing out from the rock. Today, He is still the source of clear, clean refreshment and renewal. He washes us with the water of His word. John 15:3 reminds us, “Now you are already clean through the word I have spoken to you.”
- He is my building Rock. Matthew recorded the words of Jesus about building our lives. Jesus said, “Therefore, everyone who hears these words of Mine, and acts upon them, may be compared to a wise man, who built his house upon the rock.” If I hear His words and act on them, I have a solid rock as my foundation that will withstand any storms that life may bring my way. Hearing and doing . . .it takes both!
So, am I the rock for my family? Not even close. I’m not a rock . . . I’m a marshmallow!
I need to live my life in such a way that they go to the “Rock that is higher than me”! That’s what being a man is all about . . .
He is My Mountain, my huge and holy Mountain!