1 Peter 2 New International Version (NIV)
2 Therefore, rid yourselves of all malice and all deceit, hypocrisy, envy, and slander of every kind. 2 Like newborn babies, crave pure spiritual milk, so that by it you may grow up in your salvation, 3 now that you have tasted that the Lord is good.
The Living Stone and a Chosen People
4 As you come to him, the living Stone—rejected by humans but chosen by God and precious to him— 5 you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house[a] to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 6 For in Scripture it says:
“See, I lay a stone in Zion, a chosen and precious cornerstone, and the one who trusts in him will never be put to shame.”[b]
7 Now to you who believe, this stone is precious. But to those who do not believe,
“The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone,”[c]
“A stone that causes people to stumble and a rock that makes them fall.”[d]
They stumble because they disobey the message—which is also what they were destined for.
9 But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 10 Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.
Devotion by Laurie Spencer
This passage spoke to me this week because I really felt like all my walls came tumbling down. I have to admit that when my life gets tough I always seem to start from a place where I think I can handle and control what’s happening. I stumble along in that frame of mind until things get decidedly worse. That’s when stress grabs me and I have trouble breathing. Only then do I start thinking that maybe I am not actually in control after all. And finally I get around to remembering that I am a person of faith and I do believe that I am being guided by the Lord above. But sometimes things can get pretty darn bad before I actually remember this fact.
This is one of those months. It took me five weeks of being an employee who was expected to show up at work every day before my break down. I’ve been running back-and-forth to work and in and out of the grocery store since mid-March and finally, last Friday, I hit a wall. I had no more energy to work, nothing left to play “duck and cover” in Kroger, no more desire to order lunch with an app and pick it up on the way to the park. I just had to stop and regroup.
Last Friday I left work early (not allowed in the landscape industry in spring). I slept for two days and woke up Sunday with the understanding that I can’t do this alone. I miss my church friends but I miss God even more. I’ve come very late to the realization that God needs to be in the driver seat here. I’m too small, too weak and too exhausted to think about it anymore.
I’m sorry I am not always mindful of the power of God. It’s time once again to rebuild my tower of faith from the bottom up. I’m resetting a cornerstone and block by block, day by day, I will climb the tower focusing on God’s ability to heal me and the whole world.
Dear Father, Mother God,
Thank you for loving my imperfect self. Let’s start over again.