I imagined myself tonight standing on this very tall piece of solid rock, granite, immovable, but that all the rock around me was crumbling, not to be trusted for even a toehold. I was standing there alone, afraid, staring down. I hate heights. It was a long way down. But this rock that I was standing on was a representation of God's hand, His sovereign control in my life when all around me things crumble. Nothing can be trusted so well as His grace. Everything else will disappoint us eventually: our spouses, our children, our jobs, our investments, our material possessions, our leaders, our friends. Nothing is permanent, solid, and unchanging but the God who made this universe. Trials will come and can shake us to the core, but our hope is in a loving God who cannot be shaken.