We've been doing some renovations for nearly a year now. The builders finished long ago, but I've been slack and haven't finished off the painting and landscaping that needs to be done.
Ali made a comment the other day about not being able to remember the last time that she didn't feel "unsettled". When we talked more about it, we realised it was before our renovations started, and I agree. Our house isn't a mess or anything (well, no more than usual), it's just that as we walk around, subconsciously we know that things aren't as they should be.
So, I finally bit the bullet the other day and started to get back into painting, and as I was, I realised how much I need things to be "complete" - I love clean lines, clean painted walls, rooms that are arranged as they should be.
As I was painting the cornices in our passage on Tuesday night, I realised that God must be a renovator at heart. I'm passionate about getting our house looking "right", and I didn't even make it. How much more passionate must God be, then, about restoring us, renovating us - his creations? How much must he long for things to be "as they should be" - knowing how much more "settled" we'd feel, if only we'd let him do a DIY job on us? Sure, we function as we are, but there's so much more than merely functioning...
Just noticed this blog while snooping through facebook :)
ReplyDeleteA good read; how many people have found this Nathan?
Keep it up.
--Youth from RBC who hasn't participated (sadly, I suppose) in youth activities for years but still goes every Sunday morning...
Thanks Michael - probably not as many as I'd like to have found it... but we'll keep it our little secret!
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