A Stone in the River of life.
Scribed by Rev. Devan Jesse Byrne on Saturday, August 07, 2010
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As a child my life as a member of the LDS faith was a very impactful and enjoyable experience. Over the years I heard a variety of stories and teachings from Jesus, and others of the faith and inspirational leaders. A story of a stone flowing in a river really left a mark in my life, and has continued to be whispered into my ear for comfort. As a stone would start out on the side of a river, as rough and jagged.
It would then enter into the river and begin its life of being whipped around by the water. It would be smashed into bigger rocks, and edges. In and out of the mud, and rubbed by a variety of creatures. It would find a place of rest and feel comfort at times, but ultimately return to its life of a river stone. Continuing to be shaped and smoothed by the flow of life. Where even at points seems to be raging and others smooth and long. Yet always for-filling its destiny of becoming what it was meant to be, a smooth, polished stone in the ocean.
Over the years and especially the last two years, I have been near, and visited a variety of people. They all have unique and beautiful qualities. Most of them believe I have come to teach them. Yet I have come to be taught by them. I find spirit in my brothers and sisters as I join with them, and their Love teaches me a deeper aspect of the divine.
The experience of their precious purity of their hearts has brought me to be what I am today. As i look at my clothing and how I look now, I see all that I have visited in me. I have taken up new words, and acsents and even a new walk. Teachings and stories that have touched me, are past through me to the next. As if I am simply in a polishing process were I am being impacted, but always leaving a piece of me behind.
Soon I hope, I will realize I have been formed to the polished and beautiful stone I was meant to be. That I have made it through all the lessons and trials that God intended I learn, and pass with colors flighting so high. That it has never been my purpose to teach, nor decide what I would learn but to simply go with the flow of the life of a river. This is what I perceive as my purpose, to flow with the river of life, the wind as a bird, the sun as a flower, and the tears of heaven as a cloud.
The lessons pass as little journeys, of the ultimate path, of our return to divine union. To stand in strength agent the desires to resist,
and to let go and let God flow me through my life. Some times I hit walls or stones that take a chip off of me that I will never forget, but I can only bless, and thank them for helping me become the Polished stone God wants me to be. I gladly be chipped, and leave that piece with them, for they were my angel leading me home.
I do not know what the river has in store, I could not know if it slows down or speeds up, tell I get there. The river knows, and I trust its flow, for it takes me home were the rivers are one.
So Thank You, everyone. If I know you, or just passing by. If I held you or kissed you, or a simple smile. If we talked and discussed, or had a fuss. Thank You, Thank You. I know you are a God sent for I preyed for angels and answers, and your shaping me to fit into the pearly gates. I could not do this with out you.
You were so willing, and for that I am grateful, it brings tears to my eyes for what you have taught me, if nothing but that which I need to find God in my life, You are my angel and you have done your Job. Thank You for your Love, Thank You for You.
If we meet again, I will be grateful. If we never touch again, I know your bless many more. God be with you tell we meet again, and if it is in heaven then I will find you, and forever be grateful more. So go and spread your wings for the next, for I have passed you by and have found you worthy. Your a teacher of teachers, a minister of God, and Angel of the most Divine's will. Remain at Peace, for we will join again.
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As a child my life as a member of the LDS faith was a very impactful and enjoyable experience. Over the years I heard a variety of stories and teachings from Jesus, and others of the faith and inspirational leaders. A story of a stone flowing in a river really left a mark in my life, and has continued to be whispered into my ear for comfort. As a stone would start out on the side of a river, as rough and jagged.
It would then enter into the river and begin its life of being whipped around by the water. It would be smashed into bigger rocks, and edges. In and out of the mud, and rubbed by a variety of creatures. It would find a place of rest and feel comfort at times, but ultimately return to its life of a river stone. Continuing to be shaped and smoothed by the flow of life. Where even at points seems to be raging and others smooth and long. Yet always for-filling its destiny of becoming what it was meant to be, a smooth, polished stone in the ocean. Over the years and especially the last two years, I have been near, and visited a variety of people. They all have unique and beautiful qualities. Most of them believe I have come to teach them. Yet I have come to be taught by them. I find spirit in my brothers and sisters as I join with them, and their Love teaches me a deeper aspect of the divine.
The experience of their precious purity of their hearts has brought me to be what I am today. As i look at my clothing and how I look now, I see all that I have visited in me. I have taken up new words, and acsents and even a new walk. Teachings and stories that have touched me, are past through me to the next. As if I am simply in a polishing process were I am being impacted, but always leaving a piece of me behind.
Soon I hope, I will realize I have been formed to the polished and beautiful stone I was meant to be. That I have made it through all the lessons and trials that God intended I learn, and pass with colors flighting so high. That it has never been my purpose to teach, nor decide what I would learn but to simply go with the flow of the life of a river. This is what I perceive as my purpose, to flow with the river of life, the wind as a bird, the sun as a flower, and the tears of heaven as a cloud.
The lessons pass as little journeys, of the ultimate path, of our return to divine union. To stand in strength agent the desires to resist,
and to let go and let God flow me through my life. Some times I hit walls or stones that take a chip off of me that I will never forget, but I can only bless, and thank them for helping me become the Polished stone God wants me to be. I gladly be chipped, and leave that piece with them, for they were my angel leading me home. I do not know what the river has in store, I could not know if it slows down or speeds up, tell I get there. The river knows, and I trust its flow, for it takes me home were the rivers are one.
So Thank You, everyone. If I know you, or just passing by. If I held you or kissed you, or a simple smile. If we talked and discussed, or had a fuss. Thank You, Thank You. I know you are a God sent for I preyed for angels and answers, and your shaping me to fit into the pearly gates. I could not do this with out you.
You were so willing, and for that I am grateful, it brings tears to my eyes for what you have taught me, if nothing but that which I need to find God in my life, You are my angel and you have done your Job. Thank You for your Love, Thank You for You.
If we meet again, I will be grateful. If we never touch again, I know your bless many more. God be with you tell we meet again, and if it is in heaven then I will find you, and forever be grateful more. So go and spread your wings for the next, for I have passed you by and have found you worthy. Your a teacher of teachers, a minister of God, and Angel of the most Divine's will. Remain at Peace, for we will join again.
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