A few years ago I was serving in the Primary and I was in
charge of presenting sharing time. The
theme I was to address was about forgiveness so I planned to use to the story
about the man who puts a rock in his pocket every time someone does something mean
to him or makes him mad. He carries
those rocks around so he can remember all the reasons to be angry with
people. The rocks have a negative effect
on him and begin to weigh him down and fill his house just like when we don’t forgive others.
I decided I would use a backpack and fill it with rocks so
that the kids could see how heavy being unforgiving gets. While at Bear Lake I collected boulders of
all sizes and wrote on them with permanent marker things that would be hard to
forgive for children and adults. I put
such things as; “friend broke my favorite toy,” “friend said something mean
about me to other people”, “had an argument with spouse”, “friend pushed me and
made me fall and scrape my knee”, “teenager told me a lie about how the car got
damaged”, “church leaders offended me with their counsel” etc. etc.
I had one child put the backpack on and called up other
children one at a time to pick a rock and read it and then put it in the
backpack. The child holding the backpack
quickly got weighed down with the heaviness of the rocks. By the time all the rocks were in there he
couldn’t walk at all and the backpack looked like it wouldn’t hold. Anyway it was a very effective forgiveness
sharing time and went well for all ages.
Well that is only a small part of this story. Many weeks later we were headed to our
favorite town parade with my parents, sisters and their families. I needed to save our spot on the street with
a blanket and it was pretty breezy so I grabbed some of those boulders to set
in the corners of the blanket. The
parade was delightful and when it was over I asked my kids to make sure we got
all our belongings and the rocks. They
assured me we had and we headed to our car.
The next day I got a phone call from my brother in law
telling me that one of my rocks had been left behind and caused a stake
president and his first counselor a sleepless night! Panic filled my heart as I listened to him
recount the happenings of his early morning meeting with the stake
presidency.
As the high council began their meeting, the stake president set a large rock on the table with writing on it that said, “my
church leaders offended me with their counsel.” He said, “Brethren we have offended someone
and we have to get to the bottom of this.”
He recounted finding the rock in
his yard the previous evening, reading it and quickly taking it over to his counselor’s
house to show it to him. He worried that
someone had tried to throw it at his house.
The two of them spent most of the night trying to figure out what member
of their stake it could have been. One
of them even made a list of possibilities and went through it name by name
trying to remember exact conversations and interactions.
As soon as my brother-in-law saw the rock he knew where it
had come from and quickly let him know that is was a very big misunderstanding
and I was the owner of the rock.
He took a picture of the stake president holding the rock
and sent it to me. By then apparently
the story was funny but it took weeks for it to be funny to me. I felt so horrible. I made brownies and wrote a note of apology
and delivered them that evening with the intention to leave them on the
doorstep and RUN! Just as I laid them on
the porch the stake president opened the door.
Oh the humiliation!
The incident was handled with such kindness and humor and I
was so thankful for the forgiveness I received for leaving the “forgiveness
rock” in his yard!
Lisa-I just saw your blog link on your Facebook wall so I thought I'd check it out and now I am sitting at my computer in tears from laughing so hard! Oh how I miss you and the crazy things that happen to you ALL THE TIME!!! This is exactly what I needed tonight! Love you!!
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