How many hands does it take to polish a rock? No machines. No sand paper. No water. No tools. Just a simple touch.
Last year when we were here we couldn’t get to the rock that church tradition says Jesus prayed for God to take the cross from him. (Found in Luke 22). So, this time was my first time to bend down, reach my hand over the metal thorns guarding the rock...
And it was smooth.
Not the entire rock. Just the edges where people can reach.
How many touches does it take to polish a rock?
How many years?
Bend. Touch. Pray. Bend. Touch. Pray. Bend. Touch. Pray. Day after day. Year after year. Decade after decade. Century after century. Millennium after millennium. Hand after hand.
I thought of all of those hands. All of the prayers they represent.
And then I thought of all the other smooth stones I’ve seen this trip. The feet and hands that have smoothed them out.
And I wonder how much smoother they will get. The prayers that will touch them. And I experience a glimpse of paradox of time. The touches that were. That are. That will be.
And of course the power of touch to polish the hardest of stone.
Reflections on our day, from Calvin Mukarakate, Green Mountain UMC, Liz Smith, Boulder, CO, and Marco López and Rev. Tracy Hausman, Park City UMC, Utah:
Other scenes from our day: