He had hundreds of rocks. Red ones, blue ones, green ones. Smooth, rough, jagged. All had some distinct feature about them.
In addition to rocks, my grandfather also collected different types of glass. From sea glass to glass telephone transformers. One of my favorites are the glass globes that went on trading ships way back when. I actually have one of those in my room from his collection.
Back to the rocks. There are some really crazy looking ones! And some that might make a couple hundred at an auction just by the looks of them. I like those rocks. They make me wonder how they formed. I marvel at their patterns. I'm amazed by their vibrant colors.
On the other hand, one rock, that my dad has chilling on the side of the grass, looks totally modest. I simple stone that I had never though twice about. I simply ignored it.
It looks simple enough, but this 'rock', isn't. It's much more than that. It has a purpose, or at least did.
I don't know how many times I ignored it. Or simply passed it by with the lawn mower. Or tossed it aside to make room for chairs for a party. The most attention I probably gave it was from the water hose spraying the plants behind it. But now I know better.
Now, I actually think this is the coolest rock on our property.
Do you know why?
Because it is one of the original cobblestones from San Francisco.
Think about it.
I said this rock had a purpose. Well I think it still does, at least for me, it reminds me of something. When it was being 'useful' it was being trampled on, at best, by thousands of people each day. Yet, if it wasn't there, those same thousands for people might have tripped, or bumped in their carriage, or simply gotten dirt on their shoe.
Who are the people in your life that, even at their best, you over look?perhaps they have more value than you realize. Because just like this seemingly insignificant rock was once an incremental part of a great city, that person might just be part of God's kingdom. And that, would be a terrible thing to ignore.
