While we were still sinners Christ loved us. He sees potential in the most unlikely lump of stone. But that potential cannot even begin to be released until the moment we acknowledge Him. He has paid the price for the whole quarry! Will we surrender to His purpose and allow Him to wash us clean, then chip away at all that would get in the way, and hone the surfaces until He can see His own reflection in the jewel of our lives?
We need to desire this uncomfortable process; not only for ourselves, but for those home we have the responsibility of praying.
When He returns to make up His jewels, what will He find? Stones, resistant, hard and rough? Or gems, prepared and radiant with His glory? The final day will reveal it all. Willing and unwilling remain side by side until then. In the field which is the world, and also the ground of my heart, wheat and weeds grow together.