During my childhood I like many of us can recall many different stories that we heard and read as children. Certainly each of us has our favorites. One story in particular that I remember from my childhood is the story of the three little pigs.
As the story goes there were three little pigs that went out into the world. Each was going about the business of starting on the road of life to seek their fortune.
The first pig made up his mind to find the quickest route and as well the easiest route to establishing his fortune in life. He builds his life and house on straw. His choice of straw is perhaps reflective of those things that are quick and easy and are alluring to the eye. After all for the first pig what matters most was the quick and easy way in life. And certainly the first pig was convinced in his mind that his choice was not only the right choice but the only choice.
The second pig made his choice in life. His was a choice that was similar to the first pig. He decided that he too would build a house that would be ideal for him in his life. His was built with sticks. Just as was the case with the first pig, he too as well decided that he did not intend to put too much into building a house, but he would build his house on something a little sturdier than the straw of the first pig. In the mind of the second pig his was a house that was more than enough for him in life.
Life it would seem was going well for both the first and the second pig. Theirs was a belief that all would be well for them. But then along came a wolf. A wolf whose sole purpose was to devour both little pigs. All that the first pig had placed his faith in, to his absolute horror, he found did not stand a chance against this wolf. In a panic he decided that he would find the safety that he needed with the second pig. But again he experienced the terror of finding that even though the second pig had built his house of what seemed to be even better, both pigs now were in danger of being devoured.
In a panic and truly it would seem at the end of all hope they ran to the house of the third pig. Now if the truth were to be told, they more than likely mocked the third pig for taking as long as he did to build his house. The third pig, in their opinion simply did not need to build his house out of something as mundane as stone.
But when that wolf came to the third house, he of course as the story goes huffed and puffed. He did all that he could to bring down that house built of stone. But as the story ends, for all that the wolf tried to do, he failed in blowing down that third and final house. A house that we know was built of stone, or as some would say, the solid rock.
Stories from our youth indeed have meaning. But as is the case with many of our stories from our youth, they will take on a different meaning as we mature and walk this road of life.
These three little pigs do represent some of us in this life. Along the road of life there will be those whose choices in life will see them building their life and their foundation on the things of this world. The things of this world that are tempting to fall prey to. Be it the material things of this world, or the temptations of the perceived riches of our earthly world, more often than not it would seem that many are like the first two pigs. Convinced that the quick and alluring things in life are foremost and that will truly be their unshakable foundation.
And yet when the wolf comes calling, the wolf in essence being the great deceiver, how often do those whose foundation is built on those things of this world find that theirs is a foundation that will crumble beneath them.
But then there is that third pig. His is a foundation that to be honest may not look like much to the human eye. A foundation that would appear to be nothing special, or even to be considered worthwhile. But during that time in his life when that wolf came calling, that great deceiver found to his complete surprise that all his huffing and puffing, all his efforts to devour the third pig wound up being in vain.
This third pig, he decided that his would be a house that would be built on a stone, the solid rock. Perhaps he was even committing to the words of 2 Samuel 22:2 declaring that the Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer. Thus when those winds of misfortune do come, no matter what or how much the great deceiver huffs and puffs, nothing will be successful in destroying his foundation.
Each of us in this life will be in a position to make our choice as to what our foundation will stand on. For some it will sadly be like those foundations of the first and second pig. An appearance of a solid foundation, and yet when those storms of life began to rage, what appeared to be solid in reality was nothing more than an illusion.
But as for me and my house, ours will be like that of the third pig. A foundation that has proven from the very beginning to be unmovable, and one that has never failed. Surely as for my house we will say on Christ the solid rock I stand all other ground is sinking sand. Nothing of this world, not even the gates of hell themselves will prevail against the solid rock.
To God be the Glory
Alan T. Black