I have a series of exercises from physical therapy that I try to do every day. The goal is to regain some of the muscle and flexibility lost over the last four years because of the auto-immune disease PMR.
I use the bed in the spare bedroom. At first exercising was boring. Then I livened it up by adding some praise and worship. I start my playlist and sing along while I exercise. It sure goes by fast now!
Today, “Joy in the House of the LORD” was the last song. One verse really ministered to my soul, “We sing to the God who heals, We sing to the God who saves, We sing to the God who always makes a way. ‘Cause He hung up on that cross, Then He rose up from that grave, My God’s still rolling stones away!” [Jonathan Smith, Phil Wickham]
Since I exited that room, that one phrase keeps turning over and over in my mind …. “My God’s still rolling stones away!”
When the stone was placed in front of the entrance to the borrowed tomb in which they placed Christ’s body following the resurrection, it was to assure that Jesus was kept inside. When God rolled that stone away, He announced to the world that nothing – not even death itself – could hold Christ Jesus in that tomb.
Resurrection life flowed out … flowed all the way to the stone that encased me in death … and rolled my stone away!
Glory to God. Yes, my God’s still rolling stones away! Resurrection life still abounds. Death still surrenders to life in Christ. God still heals, saves, and makes a way!
