reconstruction
Every morning I wake to the sweet sounds of jackhammers and workers. Construction work surrounds my house-- the builing of apartments, the repairing of condos, and the filling in of pot holes. I can't go outside without seeing it. I can't go home without hearing it. And as it turns out, I can't do anything without feeling it.
God is building up new parts, and rebuilding others. I can't escape it, because it is taking place on the inside. I wake to it every morning, and it continues until sundown. It isn't easy- construction never is. I have to find new routes, since the old ways don't work anymore. I have to be ready to stop suddenly and wait while His bulldozer clears the path and His steamroller smooths it over. It isn't easy, but it is a welcome change.
There should be CAUTION tape around me, because the work is still going on. The sign out front should say "Please excuse our mess." I don't know what this building will look like when He is finished, but I'm looking forward to the improvements.
1 Comments:
Well put. We don't expect buildings and roads to work when they are under construction but we expect humans to respond to us favorably and act appropriately all the time. I think much grace and forgiveness will be my goal as I see myself and all other humans under perpetual construction with caution tape all around. Thanks for the insight, Lindz
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