Jesus warns us in the gospels to build our house upon the rock, and not upon the sand, because when the storms came the house built upon the sand was utterly destroyed, while the house upon the rock stood firm.
I wonder if our “house”, that is our live, our integrity, our relationships, our beliefs (I mean the things in which we put out trust: if we’re Christian, we “say” God… but is that where our trust really is?), really are built upon the rock.
Fortunately for us, God sends us building inspectors from time to time to probe us (with the help of supernatural tools that God provides). Its not always who we think it should be. Its not always in the way we think it should be done. But no matter, God in his mercy probes away.
Like the dentist, he probes, pokes, grinds away the calcified buildup… and like the dentist, occassionally “YEOOCH” he hits something. A crack. Like a cracked tooth, God will send his building inspectors to find cracks in our foundation.
Sometimes it’s not who we would like (the wife or husband we like to blame for everything, since it’s never us). Sometimes its not in the way we would like (“Well… I just can’t believe that they would say that… well I never, well I’m just so offended…”)
But guess what, it is right and it is God.
Jesus says He is the way, the Truth and the life.
The way is to come to him. The life only comes via the truth, and guess what, the truth is often painful.
God is so gracious, he comes to give us truth before its too late. What to do when the truth comes crashing down?
Run to him. Run to the throne of grace, to find mercy in our time of need. And believe me, when we’ve had a dose of the truth it is definitely a time of need.









