Sometimes it just takes a rock to knock me out of my whirlwind of spiraling emotions. Every once in a while I wake up with heavy thoughts, worries about our future, questions about my calling, and even bouts with depressive anxiety. Today was one of those days. My emotional state was downcast as I went about the day. We even visited family members, swam in their pool, laid out in the sun, and snacked on some of my favorite munchies. But I was still ho-hum. I was still mopey. That was until, I paused to take a look at my sister-in-laws rock collection.
Rocks knocked me out of my funk. My blues turned to fascination with God’s creation, flipping my despondency into motivation for a brand new day. The captivating colors of rocks reflecting the imagination of God, triggering awe in the microcosms of my mind. Truly. I then began to realize — if God can design a lifeless rock with intrinsic, artistic beautiful layers of surprise, how much more can He take care of me?
I have a feeling I’m not the only one who wakes up like this once in a while. Even after the sip of morning coffee, we start singing the blues. Maybe it’s time to roll with the rocks and allow Jesus to knock us out of our melancholy with His wild creation of imagination.
Who would have thought the rocks would cry out today, reminding me of His ability to care for me?
“Here the rocks contain precious lapis lazuli*, and the dust contains gold…”