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The Rejected Stone


The Unshakeable Foundation: Why Your Rejection is God’s Selection

You know the sting, don’t you? That deep, gut-punch feeling of being passed over. Perhaps it was a job you were perfect for, given to someone with the right connections. Maybe it was a friendship circle that closed ranks, leaving you on the outside looking in. Here in our beloved, fractured South Africa, we feel it in our national psyche—the relentless load-shedding of opportunity, the persistent ghost of exclusion that haunts our economic landscape. We scroll through social media, a curated gallery of everyone else’s cornerstone moments, while we feel like the discarded rubble at the side of the construction site.

I remember, as a young man in Akasia, desperately trying to lay my own foundation for significance. I sought the approval of the wrong foremen, built with the flimsy materials of human praise, and watched as the first storms of disappointment washed it all away. I felt like a rejected stone—rough, flawed, and utterly useless for any grand design.

But then, through the cracked concrete of my own making, I heard the words of the Divine Architect: “The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone” (Psalm 118:22). This is not a quaint proverb; it is a revolutionary manifesto. It is God’s subversion of the world’s shallow selection criteria.

Let’s define our terms with logical precision, for truth demands clarity.

· The Builders: The world’s system, powered by principles of pride, power, and superficial appearance. They select what is polished, popular, and immediately impressive.

· The Rejected Stone: That which the world deems worthless—the weak, the foolish, the humble, the broken, the things that don’t fit its blueprint for success (1 Corinthians 1:27-28).

· The Cornerstone: The most vital part of the structure. It determines the alignment, stability, and integrity of the entire building. It is the primary reference point.

The world’s builders, in their finite folly, examined Jesus of Nazareth. They measured him by their metrics: His hometown was a joke (“Can anything good come from Nazareth?” John 1:46). His followers were fishermen and tax collectors. He confronted the religious elite instead of courting them. He spoke of a kingdom not of this world while Rome flexed its imperial muscle. He ended up naked, bleeding, and nailed to a cross—the ultimate symbol of rejection and shame. By the world’s standard, He was a complete failure. They tossed Him aside.

But God! The Master Builder surveyed the same scene and saw something utterly different. He saw the perfect, unblemished Lamb. He saw the only foundation strong enough to bear the weight of humanity’s sin and sorrow. In the ultimate divine reversal, God reached into the refuse pile of human history, picked up the crucified Christ, and slammed Him down as the foundational Cornerstone of His eternal kingdom (Acts 4:11-12). The very thing men rejected was the one thing God required.

Now, a common objection arises from our culture of self-affirmation: “This is just a religious consolation prize for losers. It’s a way to feel better about not being chosen.” But this fails because it misunderstands the nature of God’s selection. This is not a participation trophy. This is a radical redefinition of value itself.

The argument can be formulated thus:

1. Major Premise: True, eternal value is conferred not by fallen human judgment, but by the perfect, sovereign judgment of God.

2. Minor Premise: God has chosen, exalting the crucified Christ and those who are found in Him.

3. Conclusion: Therefore, our value and identity are ultimately and unshakeably secure in Christ, regardless of human rejection.

The evidence for this is the Resurrection. God’s mighty “Yes!” to Christ was the earthquake that rolled away the stone of rejection, proving that the world’s “no” had been utterly overthrown. His acceptance is the final word.

So, what does this mean for you, today, in Pretoria, in Durban, in Cape Town? It means that when you feel overlooked at work, sidelined in society, or even rejected by family, you are not looking at your final definition. Your CV does not define you. Your social status does not define you. Your bank balance does not define you. Even your own fickle feelings do not define you. You are defined by the Cornerstone to whom you are joined.

You are chosen, precious, and essential to His design (1 Peter 2:4-5). He is not building a flimsy shack; He is constructing a holy temple, and you are a living stone in it. Your perceived flaws, your past failures, the very things the world scorns—in the hands of the Master Builder, they are not liabilities. They are the very features that, when cemented by grace, display His power and glory most brilliantly.

Therefore, reason itself, illuminated by Scripture and confirmed in our deepest longings for unconditional acceptance, compels us to acknowledge this liberating truth: our worth is found not in human approval, but in divine adoption. We are rejected stones made glorious in the Cornerstone.

The world’s construction site is noisy, chaotic, and its buildings are already cracking. The load-shedding of its power will eventually leave it in darkness. But God’s temple, built on the rejected Stone, stands unshakeable for eternity.

So, stand firm. You are not rubble. You are part of the architecture of heaven.

Prayer: Lord Jesus, my Cornerstone, when the hammers of rejection strike and I feel the fracture of failure, remind me that I am hidden in You. Align my heart and my identity with Your eternal, unshakeable foundation. Help me to trust not in the fickle approval of human builders, but in Your finished work alone. Amen.



 

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