One can just as easily die in a sandstorm as by stoning. I often excuse the little things say I say and do to others as inconsequential, but a grain of sand can render much harm if there are enough of them or under the proper circumstances. No, rather I should allow God to fight my battles for a pebble such as in David’s hand, wielded by the power of God..can slay any giant.
THE NATURE OF SAND...
Sand may have its uses, but it is unreliable. It shifts, washes away....is comprised of small particles, together yet separate. Individual grains can become irritating at the very least, or cause major damage at most. Under the direction of an earthquake, sand becomes fluidic, unable to support a structure or stand it’s own ground. It can be manipulated by the ebb and flow of tides, both mighty and small.
It was said to Abraham by God that his descendants would become numerous as grains of sand. How much much I have in common with a grain of sand! I can be unreliable and wash away at the smallest trickle of adversity. I am but a small particle, together yet separate from others....a minor irritation to my neighbor or able to wield devastation with unkind words. I often collapse under the weight of evil forces which I perceive to be greater than myself, thus at times I am unable to stand my ground. If I am not cemented by the mortar of the Holy Spirit, I can easily crumble....controlled, manipulated and defeated. And yet.....God still loves me. Oh that I were only able to find an even greater way to praise Him!
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