’R is for Lesser Rocks & Monsters’ is Week 18 of Blogging Through the Alphabet
26 Keys to My Happy Marriage
The Bible Led Me To Rocks
This morning I settled down, with a steaming cup of coffee, into my comfortable chair, long before the kids were up, and opened our bible. I say ‘our bible’ because my husband and I decided a while back that we wanted to share. Sharing a bible is a way that we declare to each other that the most precious things we own are those we share. Mostly those are relationships with each other and our children, but the bible is in the mix as well.
So I opened our bible to today’s readings (I challenged myself to read the entire bible in a year a while back and I like it so much that I think I will continue the practice, just as the founders did). The Psalm for today was 62:
Psalm 62: My Rock and My Salvation
1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation.
2 He only is my rock and my salvation; he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.
3 How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.
4 They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly
5 My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.
6 He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.
7 In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.
Rocks Can Be Metaphors for Security & Confidence
Obviously that got me thinking of the metaphor of the rock. God is a rock for us all as we strive for salvation. But my husband is also a rock to me. A kind of a lesser rock. My own special rock who gives me the confidence and security I need to homeschool our children and find ways to make additional money for the family while staying at home. He also gives me the confidence to face my monsters.
Rocks Protect Against Monsters When We Work Together As A Couple
I am sure all of you have monsters of your own. Monsters can be people or ideas or even places. But I think that people-monsters can be the worst of the three because they act of their own accord – you cannot control what they will do next. Regardless, my husband is my rock in that regard. I know that I am his rock as well, and I suspect that his monsters are mostly ideas that hamper and spread doubt. Together we shore each other up as a pile of lesser rocks in a wall against a troublesome and angry sea.
Now, what about you? Does your husband act as a rock to give you the footing from which to face your monsters?