I was a jagged stone
tumbling through the world alone
Bouncing along not knowing to where
having no direction, no purpose
not a care
Being washed along
in the river of life
Having no control, no grasping or understanding
only strife
Banging into others, hitting my head, at times so sorry
other times… wishing I were dead.
But as I bounced along
I began to notice
a change in myself
a kinda smoothness
The flow no longer felt
like being held under
but being held and hugged
not torn asunder, not moved by bouncing blunder
I was a jagged stone
in the world alone
Until I made Jesus my home
awash with The Spirit
His Word my own
As I now moved along
I was aware of Him
“as iron sharpens iron”, so the saying goes
Until I came to rest
in a spot chosen for me
from before time began
in a niche, a nook, a little cranny
Now a fine smooth stone
no longer alone
picked up by David out of a clear running stream
to be used by God out of a small leather sling
to kill a giant and teach the world to sing,
Hallelujah to Jesus, my risen King!
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