Crying stones

The Greatest Well-digger in the World was dedicated last Saturday. The presence of God was amongst us and much happened that will, I believe, impact our land for good. I spoke a word from Luke 19, concerning the events surrounding Christ's entry into Jerusalem. The disciples welcomed Christ with jubilation and loud praise but the Pharisees asked Jesus to rebuke them. He didn't. Instead He said the stones will rise up in their place if they keep silent.

I have been thinking since then. In many ways, I feel like a stone crying out, a stone that has been given a voice for such a time as this. The things that God is asking to be done, I feel, has been demanded of many before now. I now have to step into an arena that others have refused to step into; I have to take up a mantle that others have rejected. This is humbling and sacred.

I am aware too, that as a stone, if I refuse to cry out, there are other stones waiting in line to do what I am now being asked to do. Lord help me! I surrender to you and will do anything you ask me to do. Only be glorified, I pray. Amen.