We’ve been going to Gettysburg battlefield on a semi-regular basis for picnics for years. But one outing in particular stands out to me.
It was a perfect Spring day; the sky was brilliant blue with only an occasional cottonball cloud drifting by. The air was crisp and cool like a proper Spring day should be. We drove around for a few minutes and finally settled on a grove of large, round rocks jutting out of the ground like the knuckles of some long-burried giant.
The girls, excited as usual (they loved climbing on anything–and still do), ran for the largest rock and scurried to its flattened top.
“Let’s eat on this one!” Laura shouted.
“Yeah, dis one,” Caroline added, a proud smile stretching from pudgy cheek to pudgy cheek.
We set up our meal and were soon satisfying our rumbling bellies with egg salad and ham salad sandwiches.
There was one problem with the whole thing, though. The girls didn’t want to stay on the rock and eat (remember, I said they love to climb). They would take a bite of food and, with their cheeks puffed out like chipmunks, attempt to climb off the rock and find a new challenge.
“No, girls, stay here and eat,” I would say, trying in vain to corral the energy of three little girls.
But nevertheless, the call of the other rocks would eventually prove too loud for them to ignore and they would once again scoot off the rock and seek adventure elsewhere.
This happened a couple of times before I grew exasperated and finally chided: “Girls! Stay . . . on . . . the rock!”
In Psalm 31:3 David praises:
For You are my rock and my fortress; therefore, for Your name’s sake, lead me and guide me.
How often I try to climb down off my Rock and brave this world on my own. I leave the security and safety of my Fortress and attempt to make my own way in life. And how often I hear the voice of my Father calling me back and saying, “My child, stay . . .on . . .the Rock.”
It was David who also said,
The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer (2 Samuel 22:2).
Don’t stray from your Rock, for it is in Him and Him alone that you will find shelter and guidance. Stay . . .on . . .the Rock!
Question: Have you wandered from the Rock and heard the voice of your Father calling you back? How did you respond?