Tag: ReStorAtion

No Stack Stone

The Hawaiians have a saying, “Kapu…no stack stone!”

Kapu. Forbidden. Taboo.

But it carries with it a much deeper sentiment:

Sacred. Consecrated. Holy.

The island natives believe nature should be left alone…undisturbed. The ground is sacred, holy and consecrated. If a stone falls from the mountainside, it should not be moved from the place where it lands. Sad to say this is often ignored as stacks of stone litter the paths leading to the ocean edge.

It seems we humans cannot resist altering things from their natural state. Logic begs us leave things alone, but our innate desire to rearrange stones into patterns of our own design and choosing are strong. We ignore the warning signs – forbidden…taboo. We fail to honor the sacred, consecrated and holy! As consequence we bear the marks: damaged relationships; distorted truth; poor self-worth; deep remorse; divided family structures; altered religious practices; false reality; death…just to name a few. All symbolic of an eroding landscape.

Stacking stones.

Who are we to think we know a better way – to stack the stones of life into our own pale imitation? This practice began in the garden and now flows all the way down to the jagged edge of the ocean. I examine my own life – mistakes I’ve made; bad choices I’ve promoted; sinful practices I’ve justified. All from my attempt to stack stone my way. After all, it might look better if it were arranged differently; might serve a greater purpose if it were used a different way; might work better if it were moved to a different spot. By my own design though, it still ends up being just a pile of stone and nothing more. What remain are divots of bare earth, stacks of regret and littered edges. I can never put the stones back into their original places now. The ground looks the same every direction I turn. Thankfully, I don’t need to know the full lay of the land.

God knows precisely the place where each stone fell in my life.

I can trust Him to restore every stone back to its original resting place.

I am learning to head the warning sign: Kapu…no stack stone!

Deeper Reflection: What stones have you rearranged in your own life which should have been left undisturbed?


Bleeding Woman

And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for 12 years, but no one could heal her. ~Luke 8:43


Bleeding Woman.

How would you like to be immortalized forever, in print, with such a name? Can you imagine introducing yourself to a total stranger. “Hello, my name is Bleeding Woman. Very pleased to meet you. How do spell it, you ask?”


It appears as though she wasn’t important enough to have her name in print. Yet this bleeding, broken woman remains historic…her story epic in nature. For 12 long years she suffered. Such was the impact of her tale that a reformed Tax Collector, young Disciple and Greek Physician all wrote about her. This woman’s life was truly of great value. Were it not so, the Healer would not have stopped.

She touched Him.

While on the way to heal a dying young girl, Jesus felt the surge go out from Him. Her touch was important to Him. It captured His attention. She stayed hidden, yet He beckoned her, come. Falling at his feet, trembling, she met compassion, mercy and grace all rolled into one…the One. He restored her to health and set her free from her suffering. Free from isolation. Free from rejection. Free from shame. Free from death. Voila!

He restored her.

In turn, He gave her a new name, “Daughter.” He gave her a promise, “Your faith has healed you.” And He gave her an eternal blessing, “Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.” Peace = wholeness.

Your turn.

What is your condition today? Are you bleeding and broken? Are you hiding? Are you feeling isolated, rejected, abandoned and suffering from shame? Let Jesus give you a new name, set you free and restore you to wholeness. You can trust Him. Go ahead…reach out to touch Him and see.


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