My salvation and my honor depend on God;
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
- Psalm 62:7
Since you are my rock and my fortress,
for the sake of your name lead and guide me.
- Psalm 31:3
David sang to the Lord the words of this song when the Lord delivered him from the hand of all his enemies and from the hand of Saul. He said:
“The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge,
my shield and the horn of my salvation.
He is my stronghold, my refuge and my savior—
from violent people you save me.
- 2 Samuel 22:1-3
To you, Lord, I call;
you are my Rock,
do not turn a deaf ear to me.
For if you remain silent,
I will be like those who go down to the pit.
- Psalm 28:1
“I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.”
- Luke 19:40
A week ago, the Sunday post was about “homecoming.” As usual, my brain is a little slow. Most college homecomings are over, but the big thing at the homecoming, for many people, is the pageantry at halftime of the football game. The homecoming queen is introduced, escorted by the student voted for the purpose of being her escort. Of course, the queen must have her court, each with an escort.
But before homecoming, there is an election to see who will become the queen and the escort. At my alma mater, during the Vietnam War, we were rather tame. Our college had few who protested the war. But the independents, those who did not join a fraternity or sorority, got fed up with the queen and the escort being hand-picked among the Greek sororities and fraternities, respectively. There was a petition signed and duly logged. A prominent rock on campus was nominated to be the queen’s escort.
As the school newspaper sent out their reporters to obtain data for the opinion poll, the rock was going to win by a landslide.
The chancellor then made a statement for the front page of the paper. “If the rock gets elected, the rock will be unable to perform the duties of the escort. Thus, the first alternate will be the escort.” I think we had an officious title for the escort, but you know what I mean.
The rock did not win, but it was so close that if the rock had demanded a recount, they would have had to do so. Then again, the rock was a rock, and the rock did not make such a demand.
Yes, our school was conservative, but we had our protests, nevertheless.
Why did this come to mind?
Maybe it is that there is a rock, the rock of our salvation, who could perform those duties to escort the queen. And some day soon, our rock, our firm foundation, will return to earth to claim His bride, the Church.
Soli Deo Gloria. Only to God be the Glory.
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