BOWL OF ROCKS

BOWL OF ROCKS

By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

A large bowl of rocks sat before me;
filled with rocks of all colors, sizes, shapes, and textures.
My counselor encouraged me to take my time and select the one which best identified "me."
It wasn't a lengthy procedure,
and it took but a second, for I knew with certain immediacy what I felt.
 I can still recall the emotions retained in this unforgettable little activity:
I tipped the bowl upside down,
touched my finger to my tongue,
and withdrew a speck of almost "nothing" on the end of it.
"Here I am," I said.
And then I cried for a very long time.
The room was quiet.
My counselor was safe.
The little "speck" was put before God, held, and prayed over ... and I began my new pilgrimage of restoration and healing, some two years ago, in utter "nothingness" and brokenness.
"A broken and contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise."
"I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones."

Psalm 51:17 and Isaiah 57:15
These are not mild and shallow words, my friend, and I cannot tell you what they now "experientially" mean to me.
Read them over again and slowly with me.
Read them aloud.
These words are the "forsaken one's" words from the Father.
They are life-giving promises which hold a vat of blessing, hope, and life-everlasting.
They are promises and provisions which keep me healing and feeling on my journey.
They are promises I afford freely to those in broken state ... and there are many of us.
The dare to be "real" means the risk of being broken because that's what we each and all are.
It's great big scary and liberating all in one.
Vulnerability and confession are courageous acts synced with blessings untold.
This is the Gospel.
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And I think to myself ...
How very little I understood, only years ago, of the grace, truth, and tenderness of God;
How little I valued back then the things that God values most, even though I would've "said" otherwise.
Like an expert Surgeon who has graduated from the books without the performance of a surgery, I spoke to things I knew not:
Redemption. Confession. Reconciliation. Justification. Sanctification. Salvation.
For me, my friend, these words have only just been defined; and in my brokenness and through confession, I have truly found Jesus.
I want you to find Him too ...
and experience healing on your journey.
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Your life matters to me.
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