Call out to the biggest rock you can find; it won’t respond. Pour out your heart to the most beautiful, crystal-clear rock you’ve ever seen; it won’t budge. Fall on your knees, raise your hands, and offer your heart to the most expensive rock money can buy; it won’t acknowledge your presence.
Why? Simple. Rocks are deaf, inanimate objects. Everybody knows that, right? But notice how David prayed in Psalm 28.
To you, O LORD, I call;
my rock, be not deaf to me,
lest, if you be silent to me,
I become like those who go down to the pit.
Hear the voice of my pleas for mercy,
when I cry to you for help,
when I lift up my hands
toward your most holy sanctuary. (28:1-2)
The rock of David’s life wasn’t deaf, and the same Rock of Ages isn’t deaf to you this morning. He continues to invite you to call out, pour out, lift your voice and raise your heart to him. That’s our opportunity today. To pray to the God who is. To sing to the Rock that hears. To read and rejoice in the words of our steadfast Redeemer.
Just make sure you aren’t a part of the crowd that willfully remains deaf to him.
Because they do not regard the works of the LORD
or the work of his hands,
he will tear them down and build them up no more. (28:5)
The Rock that hears is worthy of our worship today.
Blessed be the LORD!
For he has heard the voice of my pleas for mercy.
The LORD is my strength and my shield;
in him my heart trusts, and I am helped;
my heart exults,
and with my song I give thanks to him. (28:6-7)
Root yourself within, ground your life upon the Rock that hears, and come what may this week, rest in this promise…
The LORD is the strength of his people. (28:8)