High in
the hills of the mountainous region known as Central Otago, in New Zealand’s South Island
there is “monument” to greed and folly. One of the deepest vertical gold mine shafts in the
country pierces directly into the native rock to depth of almost 100 meters. (328 ft)
The main engine house of the mine shaft circa 1900 |
The stark
beauty of the area was likely wasted upon the miners who toiled for almost 40
years trying to eke out a living looking for that precious yellow metal that
has driven so many to despair, madness and murder…gold. The bone-numbingly cold winters and
searing summers were just a small part of the privations the miners and their
families faced in this semi-desert region… isolation, often interrupted food supplies, no alternative work.
Every stick of firewood, every sack of coal had to be hauled by horse and cart for 50 miles (80 kilometers) or more; the nearest town was over a day’s journey away. All of this contributed to a “life-style” few would contemplate, or covet, today.
Every stick of firewood, every sack of coal had to be hauled by horse and cart for 50 miles (80 kilometers) or more; the nearest town was over a day’s journey away. All of this contributed to a “life-style” few would contemplate, or covet, today.
When the
mine "payed out" in the early years of the 20th century, the miners and
their families simply “upped sticks” and moved away; the village was abandoned
to rabbits, wild herbs, gorse and lizards. All that remains today are a few
gaunt ruins of single room dwellings, a roofless, door-less local pub and a
tumble down stable. Even the lonely graves of the miners who died “on the job” are
unmarked, simply neat mounds of dirt and rock raised a few inches above the
surrounding stony ground. A dozen or so people lie waiting for the final
trumpet blast to awaken them from their deep sleep.
The
miners spent much of their adult life digging into the rock, hoping for that
“big strike” of gold that would turn their dreams into reality. It never
happened…
Like the
miners of old, we too need to dig deep into the rock, but the rock that we
“mine” is a living, eternal one; none other Jesus Christ Himself.
He is the Rock; His work is perfect. For all His ways
are just, a God of faithfulness, and without evil; just and upright is He.
Deuteronomy 3:24 MKJV
But the Lord has become my High Tower
and Defense, and my God the Rock of my refuge. Psalm 94:22 Amplified Bible
No only
is Jesus the rock upon which we build our faith, He is the cornerstone of that
faith. “The stone which the builders
rejected has become the chief cornerstone. This is from the Lord and is His
doing; it is marvelous in our eyes. This is the day which the Lord has brought
about; we will rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:22-24 Amplified Bible
What is
a cornerstone?
It’s a
stone placed at the corner, or the intersecting angle, where two walls of a
building come together. In times past, buildings were often made of cut,
squared stone. By uniting two intersecting walls, a cornerstone helped align
the whole building and tie it together.
Now therefore you are no longer strangers and
foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints, and of the household of God,
and are built upon the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Jesus Christ
Himself being the chief cornerstone, in whom every building having been fitly
framed together, grows into a holy sanctuary in the Lord; in whom you also are
built together for a dwelling place of God through the Spirit. Ephesians
2:19-22 MKJV
When our
faith is fused to the “living rock” of Christ we become like the wise man of Matthew
7.
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