Jewel Chase

JEWEL_CHASE

“Some days are diamonds. Some days are rocks.” –Tom Petty

I remember a time, not too long ago, when I was desperately searching for a diamond, but every new day seemed like just another rock. One day at a time, it seemed like I rocked through weeks, months and years.

It wasn’t just circumstances that made me feel like I was stuck between a rock and hard place. Spiritually speaking, I was eating gravel. Nothing tasted good to my spirit. Nothing seemed to nourish my soul. I had been studying the Scriptures for decades, yet I wasn’t experiencing the reality of what God promises in His good news.

The gospel was like a priceless Jewel sitting on a velvet pillow inside a glass case behind velvet ropes. I could see the precious gem and admire its beauty, but I could not touch it. I was captivated by its splendor and dazzled by its brilliance, but I couldn’t access it. Unable to lay hold of it, I circled the glass case with my clipboard in hand, recording elaborate descriptions of this on-of-a-kind Jewel.

I became increasingly frustrated. So, I complained to God by painting this picture for Him.

If the priceless Jewel of the gospel is Your free gift, why can’t I receive it? If I desire to possess the precious Gem you are offering, why won’t you grant me access to it?

In time, He would answer my complaint with another picture.

My heart was a rough stone sitting on a soft pillow, locked in a glass case, behind armed lasers and locked doors. But an Intruder came. Somehow He had gotten through the doors, and past the lasers, and gained entry into the glass case. It was dark when the Intruder came, and I couldn’t see. But I resisted the Invader, and voiced loud objections to His rough handling.

But this was no Intruder. He had gained rightful access through an exchange. He had given His life—a Jewel of inestimable, infinite value—in exchange for the right to access the rough stone of my heart.

And He immediately began cutting.

Looking back, I realize that, day after rock-like day, He had been turning that rough stone and cutting new facets. All the while He’d been gazing with delight upon my heart-stone, seeing the finished diamond from the moment He began His work.

While I resisted and protested and complained, the Gem-cutter kept romancing the stone. And, lo and behold, to my great astonishment, all through those rocky days God had been granting me access to His gospel Jewel by giving Christ access to the rough stone of my heart.

Some days are rocks. Some seasons are rocky. Sometimes we’re on the rocks. There are times when we hit rock-bottom. But through it all, the Gem-cutter is always holding us securely in His hands. And He is always romancing the stone.

That said, Diamond Dave has a question for you:

Why is it that “rock” days seem to be the best days for diamond cutting?

4 thoughts on “Jewel Chase

  1. Great analogy, and very well-expressed.

    Most of my days are rocks now – strictly because of my physical situation – and whatever diamond-cutting that happens is only apparent in retrospect. I guess the process hurts too much.

    During the process, I’ve cursed, and ;ashed out. Not proud of that, but I think He understands.

    I have to trust Him, but sometimes that trust is intellectual. It feels like one more touch will break me. Last night I downed tools – don’t really sleep any more – simply dreading the coming day.

    But the jewel in all of this is that, as promised, He’s there. We will all go through our own Gethsemane, and as His Father was there with Him, Christ is in ours, with us.

    He won’t make it all go away. But He will go all the way – with us.

  2. Thank you for your comments, Andrew.
    Relentless, chronic pain. My heart aches for you. The intensity of your physical pain is outside of my experience. But Jesus knows. And He enters into your suffering with you.
    Yes. I am confident Jesus understands when you curse and lash out from your agony.
    And, yes, He will go all the way with us. Every grueling, torturous step.
    I have so many more questions than answers when it comes to suffering. And what I do know, I do not yet see.
    There is a glory that awaits you and me that will make all of our suffering seem light and momentary by comparison. When we look back at our lives, we will see that our suffering served us in preparing that glory. I don’t understand it. I don’t see it now. But I hold on to it.
    Right now, I will just hold on tightly to the words of your testimony–He will go with us all the way.

  3. Dave, what a great post, and wonderful perspective. I love the word pictures you’ve shared. I’m not sure, but—at least in my life— “rock days” seem to be the best day for diamond cutting because those are the days when I come to the end of me, my resources, the things I can do. He brings me to a place where my heart is ready for the shaving off of hardness, of self sufficiency. Or sometimes, slicing it off with a sharp tool. Yes, it hurts. But, when I can look back, I see the shine of character, that glint of His light shining through, where before, it was dull.

    Loved this post. As usual. 😉

    • I really appreciate your kind and thoughtful words, Jeanne.
      Yes, the end of ourselves, the end of our resources, the end of our ability to manage on our own–that’s prime diamond cutting time, isn’t it? Self-sufficiency must end for God-dependency to begin. Good point.
      It’s never pleasant to be cut and shaped, but you’re so right. We can see the beauty in what the Gem-cutter has done to us and recognize the rocky period when He accomplished His work. Loved your comments. As usual 😉

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