Sometimes I consider myself there as a stone before a carver, whereof he is to make a statue; presenting myself thus before GOD, I desire Him to form His perfect image in my soul, and make me entirely like Himself.”
― Brother Lawrence
I have noticed something during my lifetime. I develop something, I learn something, something of which I am very proud.
And I take it to God, the great stone carver, and point out my new thing. He looks at me for a minute. He sizes me up, and he sizes up this new piece of me.
“That’s nice,” he says. And he picks up a hammer and chisel and whacks it off.
Then he whacks off some of the old things as well.
I am not good at this “stone before the carver” thing. Why would God do this? Those were my best parts.
But I’ve learned they are not my God-parts. They are not in his image. They are not like him.
So, whack away.
