Many-a-time (that’s southern for many times) I have stood in church singing:
My hope is built on nothing less
than Jesus’ blood and righteousness . . .
Then when we got to the last two lines of that first stanza:
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
but wholly lean on Jesus’ name . . .
I would think of a loved one — often my husband Ray or one of our children or grandchildren — and realize that, as precious as they are to me, my ultimate hope is solidly and only in Jesus.
I grieve for all the children, teenagers, and young adults who do not have that hope because no one has ever taught them about Jesus. I am grateful for every homeschooling mama who is giving her child a solid place to stand, a godly worldview, and a hope that lasts far beyond a family and a career–into an eternal future without tears or trouble of any kind ever.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
all other ground is sinking sand,
all other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
in ev’ry high and stormy gale,
my anchor holds within the veil. [Chorus]
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. [Chorus]
Now let’s modify the last verse into a prayer for our children and grandchildren:
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
O may [they] then in Him be found,
dressed in His righteousness alone,
faultless to stand before the throne.
I pray you have a peaceful weekend. I imagine that many of you are preparing for school to start on Monday or on a Monday coming up very soon. Be kind to yourself.
Grace and peace be multiplied to you
in the knowledge of God and of Jesus our Lord;
seeing that His divine power
has granted to us everything
pertaining to life and godliness,
through the true knowledge of Him
who called us by His own glory and excellence.
2 Peter 1:2-3