Some years ago, I wrote a short parable about a
ring. In essence, it portrayed the journey each of us makes as a living stone,
searching for our perfect setting and place in the purposes of God. Recently, I
was prompted to put it together in a visual form, as the Lord had been
emphasising so much to me of the importance of sound and light. As I revisited
the story line, I was once again made aware of how much we as the Church have
complicated something which God intended to be profoundly simple. Jesus came to
pave the way for an intimate relationship with the Godhead for whom we were
created. He did not come to give us a ministry so much as to introduce us to the
delight of walking again in the garden in the cool of the day and hearing the
voice of the One Who would reveal Himself within us as the light of the world.
We have made so many hoops for ourselves to jump through, when all He desires is
for us to come to Him and drink deeply and often, and to live out of that place.
When He engraves upon our hearts, no-one can steal it from us. Nothing can
separate us from His love. Absolutely nothing.
May you be blessed as you
revisit this simple story. If it is the first time you have heard it, may the
truths hidden in its folds be deeply impressed upon your memory, to keep you
from looking for His face in all the wrong places.