The letter A

During the first century A.D. when crafters and builders were creating new buildings they would mark the stones they were going to use with the word dokimos which meant “approved.” In other words, it was a good stone to use for building. If it was not to be used the builders would mark a the letter A on it, meaning adokimos or “rejected.”

One person could mark the stone with the letter A and it would no longer be worth anything, the value would be lost. All because of a letter.

Hester Prynne, in Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letter, also wore the letter A, to show that she was cast aside because of her sins. She was marked by that letter A all her life, devalued, even with much to offer, all because she wore the letter A.

Jesus was called the Cornerstone of the Church, First Peter 2:2-8 states that Jesus is the cornerstone that the builders rejected (verse 7).  But while the world marked Jesus with the letter A, Scripture says that He is “a chosen and precious cornerstone” (verse 6).  Jesus was perfect, without blemish, He didn’t have to keep the status the world gave Him. 

We can wear the A society gives us for being too tall, fat, short, skinny, plain, pretty, smart, or foolish. OR we can embrace who God made us to be- on purpose, for a purpose. God is the Master Builder, His purposes and plans are perfect.

But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light (1 Peter 2:9).

We will always be told that we don’t measure up by the world, but God’s “yard stick” uses Heavenly measurements, made perfect through the death and resurrection of His Son, Jesus.

O Best Beloved,  let us cast off the letter A and embrace the life God has called us to live.  Don’t be deceived, my dear brothers and sisters.  Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created (James 1:16-18).


About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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