So, the little stone tried hard to be patient. He tried not to think about his rough edges and being stuck on the shore. Every night when he went to bed, he dreamed of gliding happily across the water’s surface and what that must feel like.


The little stone gazed out over the beautiful water. “I am but a very little stone with jagged edges, but I wish to soar on the water just as I have seen other stones soar. I know there is something out there for me. I just know that’s where I belong. How can I soar, Grandfather?”

“You must first grow bigger,” the Grandfather said.

“How can I do that?” the little stone asked.

“You must learn patience. Some things are just a matter of time,” the Grandfather answered.

What God’s Word has to say about:


Be patient, therefore brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient until it receives the early and late rains. You too must be patient. (James 5 3-4)