This month, it has been a delight to teach a women’s class using the Helping Stones concept. The class is on the 5 Tuesday nights in July. Every night, we do a 30 minute devotional and chat about what we are learning and the things in it that we can apply to our lives.
These are some of the projects and we made to remind us of God’s words we are reading and studying….and also some of the awesome women who came each week and helped me feel comfortable at the front of the class.
One night, we even had a little Reader’s Theater in which Bonnie was a shepherd. I am sure the fabulous prop helped her stay in character.
This past week, God reminded us that guarding our hearts is a very important responsibility that have been given to us.
We have taken that to heart. By making visual art reminders of what we are learning, or remembering, we are keeping God’s word close to us.
Several of the class members have told me what a great encouragement it is to see that piece of art hanging on the wall. Every time they walk by, it reminds them of God’s love, or God’s gifts.
Love one another (John 13: 34),
Ebenezer. In the original Hebrew, eben haezer means stone of help or commemorative stone. For us, Ebenezer is not necessarily a literal stone, but an object that helps us remember and acknowledge God’s help in our lives.
Samuel’s rock and other rocks used for the same purpose by Old Testament characters, were a reminder that could be seen.
When Joshua led the Israelites across the Jordan into the promised land, God stopped the water flow so they could walk across the river bed. From that river bed, they collected 12 stones. They carried them out and placed them where they stopped for the day.
Later, when God’s people walked by the stones, they remembered. When their children asked what the big deal was about some rocks, they could use it as a teaching opportunity, a remembrance, maybe a time of praise and worship. Sometimes my own small handmade Ebenezers make me say ‘Hallelujah!”, I can just imagine the emotions that the 12 stones at Gilgal might have brought out in the people that lived the experience.
Maybe you have sung this song. Growing up in a small Baptist church, it was a staple. I always thought Ebenezer (mentioned in the second verse) was a guy. It never made much sense to me.
Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Here by Thy great help, I’ve come.
Now it does.
Love holds it all together (Colossians 3: 14),