I waited patiently for the Lord to help me,
and he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair,
out of the mud and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground
and steadied me as I walked along.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand.
“The Solid Ground“
CARPINTERIA, Calif. — First came the fires. Now come the floods.
Heavy rains lashed the hillsides of Santa Barbara County on Tuesday, sending one boy hurtling hundreds of yards in a torrent of mud before he was rescued from under a freeway overpass. His father, though, was still missing. A 14-year-old girl was buried under a mountain of mud and debris from a collapsed home before being pulled to safety by rescuers as helicopters circulated overhead, searching for more victims. Still, those children could count themselves among the lucky. At least 13 people — and possibly more, the authorities warned — were killed on Tuesday and more than two dozen were injured as a vast area northwest of Los Angeles, recently scorched in the state’s largest wildfire on record, became the scene of another disaster, as a driving rainstorm, the heaviest in nearly a year, triggered floods and mudslides. The wreckage of the downpour, coming so soon after the wildfires, was not a coincidence but a direct result of the charred lands, left vulnerable to quickly forming mudslides.
MUDSLIDES come in various forms! The geographical is most obvious. There are, however, numerous others that are less conspicuous. Of this both David and the hymn writer testified. “He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire.” “All other ground is sinking sand.” Perhaps you have experienced some of these: emotional, physical, relational, spiritual, and financial mudslides. There are common ingredients in all. It feels like you’ve lost your footing. Reality is is nothing but “sinking sand.” It feels like you’re being inundated, swept away by forces that are beyond your control. It feels like your at the bottom of a pit – perhaps of depression and despair – where your circumstance appears hopeless. It appears as if everything is broken, on the brink of destruction. Perhaps your situation appears so bleak that you just want to die.
You may think I’m exaggerating; so, hang on for the next post. I’m going to introduce persons who’ve been through mudslides just like you and me.