Rocks, Friendship-What is the Connection?

1 Samuel 2:1-2

 "There is no one holy like the LORD; there is no one besides you; there is no Rock like our God.

2 Samuel 22: 2

He said: "The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer

 Sometime in the middle of the night I woke, as my eyes adjusted to the blackness about me, God began to speak to me of  rocks.  

As I am happy to sleep this was rather odd, but in the pitch of night, there am I laying seeing visions of rocks. First I saw a huge boulder, I couldn't miss it because I was sitting upon it.  Then, I looked out and saw many good size rocks, all scattered about, next came smaller and smaller stones, until at last God put one stone into my hand.  This stone was different.  It had been made smooth by time, it was a perfect fit in my hand or so I thought. 

The next thing I knew God had me before a large lake, it was still very dark.  He told me to skip this rock across the water.  I so wanted to just hold the rock, because it fit so nicely in my hand (and God knows I have a thing for nice rocks.)  I looked at the rock in my hand, in obedience I bent forward and skipped it over the surface of the water. It bounced across happily many times, then like all rocks do, it sank.  The water was very still, even the ripples disappeared with the rock.

God spoke to me that rocks are like friendships. 

The one I sat upon was a rock like no other, the rock being Jesus.  It was immovable in my life; as He is my friend forever.   The next rocks were close friends, they were more permanent, but even they could be removed, if God so said.  The stones I passed were acquaintances, not truly friends, but ones who had had moments of my life.  This last rock was the friendship that I have been struggling with, one I have grieved greatly for.  In showing me that it seemed perfect, shows me that it was just for a time, not something God had intended for long term, not something He meant to use as some of the larger stones in my life.  The stone had given me pleasure, but I had to do as God said (which is what I did in real life) and release it from my hand.

I have asked God to help me to understand this loss.  To let me know what it is I should do.  For now, this is what the Lord is asking of me ~ To let it go, to enjoy what I had, but to keep my heart fixed on Him.

I will never be able to skip a rock again, without remembering this little vision that God woke me for.  

Part of my healing is in letting go.  Letting go is hard. Everything in me screams no.  You see, I am a fixer, I want to fix things and make things right.  I want everyone to be happy.  I want it to be a happy ever-after-kinda-story, not a good-bye.

Life and friendship is hard.  But what other option is there really, death and loneliness?  I dare say no.  

Yet will I hope and believe that He does indeed work all things for our good. 

Psalm 61:2

From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.