Cool Rocks

Upon arriving home from the grocery store one day many summers ago, I found the girls set up in the front yard selling rocks. A crayon written sign was attached to a tree advertising, "Cool Rocks for 25 cents each."  I couldn't quite believe it!

I chuckled as I unloaded the groceries, knowing that no one was going to pay for a rock from our backyard, even if it was "cool" and "shined up with water." A few minutes later I felt impressed to check on the girls. As I looked through the lace panels of our front window, I saw an older man making his way across the street toward the girls' rock "shop." As I moved to the front door to watch, I saw this kindly gentleman talk to the girls, survey the rocks and reach into his pocket for a quarter. In awe, my eyes welled up with tears, as, in that moment, I caught a glimpse of the heart of God. What a kind man, taking a moment to bless my children. Surely, he did not need that rock. Indeed, he could have watched from a distance and laughed to himself. Instead, he came to where they were and paid a price for a rock. It didn't make sense!

We don't have much to offer – just a table full of rocks that we think are worth much more than they are. But God came to us and paid, with the life of His Son, to bless us! That God would love us so… now that does not make sense!

{Footnote: The girls sold $1.75 worth of rocks, plus a ten cent tip for grand total of $1.85.  Amazing!}

Thankful for the Kindness of a Stranger and a Savior,


About debbierivers

I love to share what I can whenever I can. My goal is to live simply and love lavishly. I enjoy inspiring others with my writing. I am married to Steve and am the mother to two beautiful daughters, Hannah and Jenna, and grandmother to Kinsley. My desire is to encourage and to bless others through my life and my words.
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