"The House Upon A Rock" Has A Foundation Of Five Pillars?

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The President made some comments today explaining historic and recent actions taken relating to the economy. This jumped out at me:

"Now we’ve got a lot of work to do. There is a parable at the end of the Sermon on the Mount that tells the story of two men. The first built his house on a pile of sand, and it was soon destroyed when the storm hit. But the second is known as the wise man, for when "…the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house…it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock." It was founded upon a rock.

We cannot rebuild this economy on the same pile of sand. We must build our house upon a rock. We must lay a new foundation for growth and prosperity – a foundation that will move us from an era of borrow and spend to one where we save and invest; where we consume less at home and send more exports abroad.

It’s a foundation built upon five pillars that will grow our economy and make this new century another American century: number one, new rules for Wall Street that will reward drive and innovation; number two, new investments in education that will make our workforce more skilled and competitive; number three, new investments in renewable energy and technology that will create new jobs and industries; number four, new investments in health care that will cut costs for families and businesses; and number five new savings in our federal budget that will bring down the debt for future generations. That is the new foundation we must build. That’s our house built on a rock. That must be our future – and my Administration’s policies are designed to achieve that future."

What did he miss about what the rock really is in the Sermon on the Mount?
Does the reference to Five Pillars set off a small warning bell in your mind?
Google "Five Pillars" and see what pops up . . .

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