A Living Stone

 I wrote this two years ago; it continues to be my burden.

 

How foolish for a group of stones to say, “We need no cornerstone.”

 

Stones without a cornerstone, without the Master’s Plan,

Are but a pile of stones, rubble.

Many roll from one pile of rubble to another,

And we call each pile of rubble a church.

Only the Cornerstone gives life and order and purpose.

 

How foolish for a stone to say, “I am the Architect!”

How foolish for the stones to insist that they be placed where they desire.

How foolish for the stones to resist the work of the Stonemason.

How foolish for the stones to think the Cathedral is about them,

When it is to draw souls upward, to worship the True

And Living God.

 

Let us, in Him, be bound to one another.

Let us be a Place for Him to dwell.

Let us allow Him to fill His Temple with His glory.

Let us submit to the Master’s hand, the Master’s work,

The Master’s arrangement of all things for His glory.

 

 

(Ephesians 2:19 – 22; 1 Peter 2:4 – 8).