A Pile of Rocks

I wrote on my main Facebook page about our hiking trip to Vitosha mountain on Saturday. It was a great time spent getting to know Viktor and his family a little better, get some exercise, and enjoy a beautiful day in God's creation.

On our way up the path, we passed this stand of rocks. Now, I don't know if there is some significance to this; perhaps it's an ancient Bulgarian tradition, or some sort of protest (Bulgarians are good at that!). Perhaps somebody found some rocks and just thought it would look cool. I couldn't help but think, however, about the story in Joshua 3 and 4 about the nation of Israel crossing the Jordan River on dry ground. God instructed that each tribe take a stone from the middle of the riverbed on his shoulder, and make a memorial for future generations - so that they would remember that God had made a way for Israel to cross where there was no way.

I don't think it was a coincidence, then, that on the next day as we worshiped we sang "Бог направя път там, където няма път" - "God makes a way there, where there is no way." To me it seems that our entire move to Bulgaria has been an instance of "God parting the waters" and making a way where there was no way. We could not have come without God's provision of jobs, nor without the help of several of His people in the US. There is no doubt in my mind - God continues to make ways for His people in the world!