What’s the definition of STONE, STONING, STONED?
- A hard, mineral substance
- A form of execution
- The effect of being high on drugs
Boulder on St. Joseph Island, Ontario
Might a collector of stones be called a “stoner?” If so, I’m one.
There was a time when my attic was in danger of collapse from the number of stones I had collected from assorted
Who can resist picking up such INTERESTING stones?
states and foreign countries. I like pretty stones, and they somehow just jump into my pockets.
HERE’S ANOTHER STONE—this one a Real Keeper.
God says, “I will also give [Ellie] a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to the one who receives it.” (Rev. 2:17)
Will Just hearing my “new name” be the ultimate, a-HA! moment? There I’ll be—a person of little significance, receiving a precious gift from the Maker of heaven and earth! A NAME I will somehow know, and that beautiful, white stone—MINE to treasure forever.
How soon will this happen? Here comes the D-Day part. I’m old enough to remember D-Day and what it meant for the entire world. But on the 75th anniversary of that heroic assault, I received my personal D-Day, as in Diagnosis-Day (lung-c). As Normandy Beach was a definite, though costly, turning point in WW2. so my D swings me in a totally new direction. What will the rest of my life look like? How will other lives be impacted?
God has been hinting at this for the past year, and now I see the reason for all the weird road blocks. He’s had that white stone in mind for some time, and no matter the amount of time before I actually receive it, my eyes are irreversibly turned in His direction.
Where is your heart focus? Would your own D-Day make a difference? What’s the shape of your fear? Is it fear of dying, fear of God in a bad way, or could it be some awesome fear that makes all other fears meaningless? Let’s talk about this.
And on what beautiful morning
With the sun shining and the sea calling
Shall I awake
Shall I give up my unsubstantial sword
And go down to the water
With all the trumpets sounding
And with tears and laughter
Take the white hand of my Lord?
On what beautiful morning?
—T. H. White
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Oh Ellie.
Thanks, Marcia. Enough said! I love you back. : )
Glad to read. You’ve arrested all my fears, Mum Ellie. God bless you! Even if there are road blocks on my way, I will Trust on Him who overcame.
Thanks, Hillary. Each of us has road blocks, but God will make a way through them all. We trust in Him!
It was great seeing you in Rumney last week when you hosted the camping missionaries! You are in my thoughts and on my heart at this time…I am also a cancer cousin ( x2 ). There is a wonderful little booklet out by John Piper that is entitled ” Don’t waste your Cancer” that was helpful to me. Also a great book by a Canadian woman called ” Grace Grows Best in Winter”. A hard read but well-written. Love you my friend and will look forward to our next hugs, Dotty
So sorry to hear of your diagnosis. I’ll be praying for you and your family. I love reading your blog posts and look forward to doing that for many years to come.
Oh, man. The future had clouds on the horizon — a cancer diagnosis is tough to hear. I’m sorry.
On the other hand, I have discovered that cancer becomes an open door for sharing hope. “I’m a cancer patient,” brings listeners up short, and gives us the chance to share what Jesus said about Himself: “I am the resurrection and the life.” And that He also went on to say, “Do you believe this?”
I will be praying for you, Ellie, for this new journey. (My cancer is now 22 years behind me.) So we are not only sisters in Christ, but we are now what they call “Cancer Cousins.” 🙂
I love that–Cancer Cousins! And yes, I’m looking forward to many fruitful conversations. Thanks so much, Laura, for loving and praying and caring. That’s one of the big treasures in all this.
Through to the end of history, D-day will always mean the beginning of the road to victory. It is God’s grace and love that make it possible for you or I or anyone to say,”If I win, I win, and if I lose I win. Blessed be the name of the Lord!”
Take that, cancer!!
YAA-US!!! Amen, dear friend.
you are in my prayers
Thanks so much, Karen, for praying and cheering me on! I appreciate you!
You are such a love and beacon of light Ellie! As l’ve heard it said, we can sit back and smile and say”what will Jesus do next”?! Much love and prayers are with you!
Thanks, Emily. Yes, what WILL God do next? We know it will be good! : )
I love your faith and YOU! Will praying for you and Jim in this new chapter💗🙏
In times like these…your anchor holds, and grips the solid rock (or stone). Love you. Hate the C word.
Perhaps my recent poem “A Reflection” had you in mind. You are in my prayers. We love you beyond measure.
News like this prompts people to shout, “Life just isn’t fair!” And those of us who’ve experienced God’s grace and mercy would agree–but for a very different reason. Though we HATE cancer, we LOVE God and know his plan for us all is perfect. David and I will be praying for you and Jim as you go around this mountain hand-in-hand. Love you!
Dear Ellie, my heart jolted at this news but I know how close you walk with your loving Lord and He willbe holding your hand all the way. I love you much!
Prayers always, Ellie, for both of you. We don’t know what the future holds, but we know who holds the future.
Will keep you in my prayers. Meanwhile the book Radical Remission is a must read.. GO Ellie!
Hey Ellie, I was actually able to read your blog in the quiet of the morning. We have had little ones visiting us since it came. I have been contemplating much of what you are saying over the last couple of months since I had my stroke. Life here is uncertain but our future is not. I don’t remember reading Revelation 2:17 before, but it shall become one of my favorites. I have a new urgency in the things I do and a new appreciation for the mundane which I know you understand. Regardless of what life has in store, we know that God’s got this. The adventure continues…Love you!
I keep on praying for you Ellie. May the Lord God of Heaven intervene in the diagnosis. I thank God for your courage. May He strengthen you to Serve Him, though with a thorn in your flesh.
Ellie, Words can’t describe the love I feel. What can I say to comfort you. In my prayers, you are in them and I hear, “Fear not, for I am with you”. ❤
Love you back, Deb! Actually, I don’t need comfort as much as everyone else seems to. So many have responded, and I am grateful for the many friends God has given me.
Did you get my email? Maybe your comment is a response to that. : )