I imagine that God alone was their Rock, their safe place, during much of the journey to Christmas morning.
I imagine that this very song was one of their favorites. I know it is one of mine.
Rock of Ages, cleft for me . . . there isn’t a rock on this planet large enough to picture YOU. But somehow, these earthy reminders help us to remember that you are bigger, stronger, more sheltering, and far safer than any trouble, struggle, or enemy we may encounter along the way. You never promised us an easy road; you promise us your presence in the midst of it. Thank you for being our Rock and our Refuge.