Living Stones

In one hand I held the desert rose rock, and in the other I held the smooth white stone. Neither had I purchased, both had been given to me as gifts. Each intrigued me in their uniqueness. One had been carved by winds and the other by rushing water. Both of these were representative of the Spirit of God but they looked so different from one another. My lesson was at hand.

I thought about the people I knew and those I didn’t, especially those baptized in the Holy Spirit; what I had seen but not always understood. Some spoke in languages that sounded strange to my ears, others sang, others laughed and some cried. Each of these people were uniquely made and my only requirement was to love them as my Father loved them.

I wrapped my palms around each rock I held in my hands and asked for His grace to love beyond my mind of understanding. Love was the ultimate lesson. Would I still love no matter what I saw? Would I still love no matter what I heard? Could I move in love no matter the circumstance before me knowing each of these people represented living stones.

1 Pet 2:5  You also, as living stones, are being built up as a spiritual house for a holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ.

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