The way to town is crisscrossed by low stone fences, stacked stones, carefully laid by ones who came well before I was here.
The way up the mountain is covered with stones that fall from the hill. When walking along the mountain way, care must be taken lest I turn an ankle. The slow pace makes it easier to appreciate the views.
A quiet spot along a slow creek reveals an artfully stacked cairn, a surprise for the wanderer.
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The stones are all equal. One stone no better or stronger or prettier than its neighbor.
Let me be the stone, Lord, that you might use me for your purpose.
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I be one among many?
Reading:
“Each stone has a story.”
— Andy Goldsworthy
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“The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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“Ye also, as lively stones, are built up a spiritual house.”
— 1 Peter 2:5 (KJV)
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