I'm learning that making Jesus my cornerstone involves consigning other stones to kelefeh roles. The same applies for the discard piles in my life. I can fixate on them and live my life in regret. Or I can turn my eyes upon the one thing which still explodes with unfathomable hope and possibilities — the draw pile. There is still a huge draw pile in play and every morning, a new card is taken into hand. God alone knows what's been shuffled to the top of the deck. My job is just to draw and play. And the song says, "When darkness seems to hide His face / I rest on His unchanging grace / In every high and stormy gale / My anchor holds within the veil"
