"As for God, his way is perfect; the word of the Lord is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in him. For who is God besides the Lord? And who is the Rock except our God?" (2 Samuel 22:31-32 NIV).
Living on a farm for most of my life I've had experience with a variety of rocks. In the spring we would wander the fields picking up rocks to remove them from the land so the planter would navigate smoothly. We would walk behind as Daddy drove the pickup or a tractor and wagon. Some areas of the field would be prone to rocks and you could see them scattered about the surface of the ground. Sometimes plowing would reveal large rocks that would have to be dug out by a tractor and scoop or even drug out of the field by a tractor.
The large rocks would usually become landscaping rocks in or around the lawn. The largest rocks would provide a resting place for tired bodies or a climbing place for children. Some of the medium sized rocks would accent the flower beds or border a garden. All the rest would be dumped or unloaded by hand along a creek or fence-line. That became a great treasure pile for city dwellers who would come to gather rocks for their own rustic lawn decorating.
It was always amazing to me the number of rocks that could be found on the same ground year after year. They would constantly be working to the top of the soil from below after plowing or harrowing. There would be rocks of pretty colors and interesting shapes, some too heavy to lift and others round like a bowling ball. All were created by God.
"From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe" (Psalm 61:2-3 NIV).
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