Stone That Cannot Be Moved.

“Thou sawest till that a stone was cut out without hands, which smote the image upon his feet that were of iron and clay, and brake them to pieces….”  (Daniel 2:34)

I am awake this evening watching yet another monument being removed from New Orleans.  Now, I just want to say that I have never been to New Orleans, nor was it on my list of places I wanted to go to.   However, I think the removal of the monuments there are a mistake.   If the monuments and historical markers that certain groups find offensive are removed, would there be any left?   History is supposed to show us the good, bad and the ugly of what has happened.  Let them be.

I have seen some magnificent monuments in this country to various individuals. Whether in Washington DC, Memphis, or Richmond, these all tell a story of our past.  The stones they were carved from is beautiful and my family and I enjoy learning from them.   Yes, that’s right, the best education is, a lot of times, outside the pages of a textbook.

The powers that be may try to erase our past.  They may take down some monuments that are over 100 years old.  And, though the cowards wearing masks backed by their mayor may have taken down some monuments in the south, I am here to tell you there is a Stone that will NEVER be removed.

His name is Jesus.   The only hope we have.

“Be it known unto you all, and to all the people of Israel, that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom ye crucified, whom God raised from the dead, even by him doth this man stand here before you whole. This is the stone which was set at nought of you builders, which is become the head of the corner.   Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.”   (Acts 4:10-12)

While the hostile removal of our history makes my blood boil, I’m resting tonight in the blessed Rock of Ages.   How about you?

Author: dmgreen99

Husband, father, pastor. There are a lot of ways to describe me. Raised along the Ohio River, but became a man in the mountains of New Mexico. I enjoy talking (and writing) about faith, my family, freedom, as well as firearms. It's my prayer that God will use this for His glory!