I was standing on this beach. I was enjoying watching the waves crash against the shores and the sea gulls running along the beach. There were other people on the beach, but it took me a while before I noticed that these people were all facing the shores. Some of them were just standing there and others were sitting in the sand. Some of them were even lying down, asleep. I noticed someone walking down the line of them. He would stop in front of them and stand very still. He would stare at each person for several moments. But, the people didn't even seem to notice him standing there. Finally, he would turn and kneel down, picking up something off of the ground. He would look at the object in his hand and he would begin to weep. Then he would take the object and throw it as far out as I could see into the ocean. He did this with every person he came to.
I was completely puzzled until he came closer to me. I began to hear someone shouting. It was as if someone were shouting from a long way off, it was so faint, but I could still hear it. I looked around to see who it was, but none of the people around me seemed to hear the sound. I stood there, listening. I began to make out the words of the shout. "I NEED YOU!!!" What? Was someone hurt? Then I heard it again, but it was a different shout. "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!" I looked around to see if anyone could be the one crying out, but no one was saying a word. Then I heard it again. "I HAVE TO HAVE YOU!!!"
Whoever it was sounded really desperate. I began to tune my ear to the sound and I tried to follow it, but it sounded as if it was coming from the direction in front of me, which was the ocean. So, I thought that maybe someone was drowning. Whoever it was needed help. So, I started to move towards the water but then I noticed that the shout sounded from the direction behind me. I was completely confused at this point. I turned around and frustrated, I bent down to the ground. Where was that shout coming from?
Then, it sounded much louder now. The shout was in front of me as I faced away from the ocean. I inched forward towards the sound and I stopped short. On the ground lay a stone. The shout was coming from it.
I didn't know what to think. This rock was screaming, "I NEED YOU!!!"
Then it clicked. I stood up and watched as the man held the object in his hand and tears streamed down his face. Then he took it and threw it into the ocean.
This stone .... the stones .... they were crying out .... but, why??? Then I remembered that old verse my mom used to quote when I was a little girl about the rocks crying out to the LORD if we did not.
The man was coming closer. He only had two more people to pass by before he came to me.
The realization of what was happening hit me with such a force I began to weep. Then through my tears I began to say, "I need you." It came out as just a whisper. "I need you." Again, just a whisper. "I need you!" I began to feel desperation rise up within me. "I need YOU!" Tears streamed down my face and I could hear the rock beside me crying out, "I NEED YOU!" I cried out again, "I need you!!!"
I crumbled to the ground on my knees with my arms wrapped around me. "I need you!!!" "I need you!!" "I have to have you!!!"
Again, I could hear the rock crying out and it was drowning out my cries.
I yelled out, "I NEED YOU!!!" I kept yelling it and every time my cry became louder than the stone's. It was as though every part of my being was screaming.
Suddenly, I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I gasped and looked up. It was the man who was throwing the rocks into the ocean. He looked into my face. A smile spread across his beautiful features and he began to laugh, tears of joy streaming down his face. He dropped to his knees and gathered me to him and held me.
He then picked me up and carried me into the water. He carried me as far out as he could and then he placed me in. Instantly I was surrounded by the ocean's waves and I got lost in its depths.
The depths. That is where He longs to take us. Cry out!!! Get desperate!!! Don't allow the rocks to cry out in your place.

1 comment:
thank you
that was quite moving
Post a Comment