Christ, The Rock
Portraits of Christ | The Rock
They drank from the spiritual Rock that accompanied them, and that Rock was Christ. (1 Corinthians 10:4)
The scripture above reflects back on the wilderness experience of the Israelites when on two occasions there came water gushing forth from the smitten rock and refreshed and sustained the Hebrews. (Exodus 17:1-6 and Numbers 20:7-11). The apostle Paul in his letter to the church as Corinth stated that this smitten rock was a type of Christ, the Rock that was smitten and from henceforth flows Living Water.
The Rock had to be smitten in order to give forth the refreshing life-giving stream. Without His stripes we would have no healing. Without His sorrows we would have no comfort. Without His death and resurrection we would have no life. He is truly the "Rock of Ages, cleft for me."
This title of Christ has captured the imagination of many hymn writers down through the centuries. But not so much as it captured the imagination of David, the Psalmist. "Thou are my Father, my God, and the Rock of my salvation," he wrote. "Unto thee will I cry, O Lord, my Rock... Who is a Rock like our God? He is my Rock and my Fortress and my Deliverer." (Psalms 18; 28; 31; 62; 89).
Christ is our Rock, and a sure-footing and sure-foundation upon which you can build. He is the Chief Cornerstone, and he will withstand the winds of time.
On Calvary's hill of sorrow
Where sin's demands were paid,
And rays of hope for tomorrow
Across our path were laid.
When gloom and sadness whisper,
"You've sinned, 'tis no use to pray,"
I look away to Jesus,
And He tells me to say:
I see a crimson stream of blood,
It flows from Calvary;
It waves which the throne of God,
Are sweeping over me.