The Rock

Yesterday I received word that the father of a dear friend passed away. My friend's words reflecting on his dad are simple, yet powerful:

"Dad was quiet, diligent, faithful and loved his God and God's word. He was a wonderful dad.

Dad's are often "rocks" in our lives. They provide the stability and strong foundation which holds in the midst of life's storms. A father's passing can shake our world, but ... for those whose hope and confidence is not in this life alone, we can all take comfort and be joyful when one whom we love has stood upon the Rock of Jesus Christ, and is now freed from this world and the temporary shell which imprisons us.

Guy Johnson was not only a wonderful dad, he was a man of quiet strength and stability.

He was a rock.


May we sing with Guy today!

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.