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Tybee Island |
After a day of sitting on the beach on Tybee Island I have a
few thoughts…
I am so thankful for these three days away with Barb.
Calvary Church is a wonderful group of people to allow me to take a break with
my wife. I am thoroughly convinced that this is a necessary thing we must all
do from time-to-time. We need a break from the daily grind. We need time away
with our family; they need to see the relaxed, having fun, non-stressed person
they once knew long ago.
Listening to the waves all day reminded me of God’s endless
grace in my life. Seriously, between falling asleep, chasing flies away, and
putting on sun block I listened to the waves and consciously thought of God’s
abundant grace. For some people the droning of waves all day is a welcome sound
that soothes a restless soul and reminds us of how much God loves us – I am one
such person.
The beauty of what God has created always grabs me. Savannah
is a new experience for us and it has not disappointed. Whether it is cresting
a hill and seeing the ocean, or sitting on the beach and watching a pod of
dolphins pass, or driving at night and seeing a beautiful bridge lit up, or
walking around a historic district where American history was lived, or
traveling a road bordered by oak trees hanging with Spanish moss, I get so
mesmerized by all that God generously shares with me. Isn’t God’s goodness
wonderful and His creation beautiful?
Finally, I know that this too must come to an end. I know
that I have to come back to earth, but I will have memories of this week that
will last the rest of my life. I look forward to getting back to the thrilling
routine of ministry; the daily grind is what God has called me to. And the
sooner I get back the sooner the next break will come and the sooner I get to
make new memories.
When will you get away?
Grace & Peace,
Scott
1 Peter
2:7b-8 emphasizes that Jesus, whom the religious leaders
rejected, was placed in the very position they refused Him. God reversed their
action by making Him “
the cornerstone.”
The reference is not to the shape, but to the position given the stone.
In verse 8 Peter continued to
picture the destructive effect of God’s stone on unbelievers.
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A stone that causes men to stumble
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A rock of offense
The “stone” is a reference to
the loose stones lying around on a path over which travelers would stumble.
People just can’t get around Jesus and what He did on the cross. They may
reject Him, but that doesn’t mean the gospel is going to go away.
The “rock” portrays a large embedded boulder; it is a large rock
that human effort cannot move. “Of
offense” points to the devastating impact of that rock on
unbelievers. Paul wrote in 1 Corinthians that the cross is foolishness to those
who are perishing (1:18).
These two designations declare
that by rejecting God’s stone, men only bring about their own injury and
damage. Men cannot dodge Him by their unbelief. He meets them in unexpected and
unavoidable ways. Clearly Peter does not consider encounter with the gospel a
casual affair, it is a matter of life or death.
Christ is too great to be
neglected or avoided. For His followers, He becomes the foundation on which all
life rests; where He is rejected, there is and can be only chaos and anarchy.
They continue to stumble because they disobey the word.
There is no escape for those who reject the gospel (“which is
also what they were destined for”).
This is an astonishing conclusion. What was happening was not outside of God’s
purpose. This is God’s appointment for those who reject the gospel. Their
disobedience to the divine message does not eliminate the consequence of their
unbelief.
Peter writes from man’s point of view when he
says that disobedient unbelievers are appointed to stumble because of their
disobedience to the gospel; therefore, they themselves pay the penalty for
their refusal to believe and to obey. God has established Jesus, the living
stone, as His divinely appointed way for salvation; He has also ordained that
men cannot reject His provision without suffering the consequences.
Grace & Peace,
Scott