No, I did not cast something in stone, I cast a stone! I don’t know if its the first to be cast or not but please what was I thinking when I picked that well-rounded stone of condemnation and threw it at the already broken offender?
I cast a stone at a sister whom the king trusted me to help, encourage and strengthen. Wonder whom I momentarily thought i was defending: myself? my pious beliefs? The faith or the judge Himself? Did I even think at all? I remembered to rehash all the other wrongs that had been suffered in her hands and decided that I was having none of it. Not anymore.
I remembered her ‘sins’ but I did not remember my responsibility towards her. I had cooked up reasons to justify my actions but can any really make them justified?
I cast a stone at another after the order of David but this time, the man on the receiving end is not some arrogant, God-defying Philistine, even if he was, we are past the era of jungle justice, there is a righteous judge and He is not me.
From the very ground that bears the master’s writ I picked my weapon; because I didn’t trust in my arm’s carry through, I employed a sling for my stone, so you can call this premeditated and it wouldn’t be a lie.
Though my intention was not to knock him out, still, I aimed at his head. I saw vulnerability and took a shot.
I cast a stone at my own brother and others who are not members of our household saw the opportunity to cast theirs also. Even those who are, saw me do it and started fingering different sizes of stones. He was down already, must he be wiped out because of a mistake?
What was i thinking?! How could I have done this? I cast a stone… but enough! A moment more must not be wasted, my brother I must help up in love, my sister’s pains I must share in understanding. I must tend to their wounds! Another stone that I can help must not land on them, for their Father forgave and justified them, why should I condemn them? Why should I judge, when I make my own stone-worthy mistakes and lean on His grace?
I cast a stone but even I have been forgiven for that slip up and now I go on to accept Love’s extended hand, forgive myself and move on…casting a stone no more!