this old house

Posted: October 24th, 2011 | Filed under: life | Tags: | 8 Comments »

We are building who we are with every choice we make. We look around us and build with the materials that are in front of us. We’ve been building since we were children.

A point exists, as growing children, when we lose our innocence. We patch the hole and try not to lose anything else. We become adults with what we have patched ourselves with. Life’s wind billows through our trees and strips our leaves. Life’s storms rip off our shutters and loosen our nails. Whatever was poorly built will not stand when life comes knocking. Our cupboards don’t always provide for the visitors appetite.

Storms show us our weak spots when it rips through our walls and rains in our living room.

We’ve been building since we were children. Since before we knew what kinds of storms would blow through our existence.

As you journey, more and more building materials become available. The rocks from the hike, the steel from the fight, the paint from the vacation, the ideas of dreams.

There is a time to build. There is a time to demolish. There is a time to renovate. There is a time to add a room.

You are never finished. What sufficed before may not serve a purpose any longer.

Storms are never to destroy you, they are to help you get rid of the substandard supports and replace them. How do you know what needs to go unless you know what doesn’t hold up? How will you know what doesn’t hold up unless it is tested?

God brings us through times of renovation and rebuilding. He puts you in a tent until your house is livable. He limits you to one side so He can work on the other. One by one, He’s adding bricks. He’s adding paint. He’s carving pieces of art from what you thought was trash. We practice contentment while we’re sequestered. We get the hang of the smallness and He unlocks another door.

He’s a painter in front of a canvas and we peer from behind His back as His hand moves and His arm sweeps. His body bends and stretches. His head cocks and His eyes pierce. We can only see what He’s done so far, but He has a bigger picture in His head.

 toh

 


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8 Comments on “this old house”

  1. 1 Dawn R. Justice Phenix said at 10:18 pm on October 24th, 2011:

    Fabulous sister. As always, my heart reads and is in awe. Satan tried, and tries to destroy you, because you are an instrument in His hand. Glory to Abba God!

  2. 2 Dawn said at 11:01 pm on October 24th, 2011:

    Love this: "We practice contentment while we’re sequestered." Why is it we always want to be surrounded by people or activity, because we think it makes us happy? I've learned that I too need to be taken away or kept apart sometimes in order to learn what I should already know: That God gave me everything I need, and he's the builder here, not me. I just need to BE and let God take care of the details. Love it Serena. See you Thursday!!

  3. 3 @JCWert said at 11:02 pm on October 24th, 2011:

    "What sufficed before may not serve a purpose any longer."

    I love this line. I don't know why. It just jumped off the page at me.
    My recent post Day 297: If you had one day left…

  4. 4 Charissa said at 12:29 am on October 25th, 2011:

    Woah, love this post- such an encouragement to me this morning…i need this!!

  5. 5 Julie R. said at 8:08 am on October 25th, 2011:

    Now I have Miranda Lambert's song in my head…
    The House That Built Me

  6. 6 Rebekah said at 8:40 am on October 25th, 2011:

    Have you read the book, Rooms, by James Rubart? Similar to The Shack, but echoes much of what you say in this post.
    My recent post More On Counseling

  7. 7 Elizabeth said at 2:44 pm on October 25th, 2011:

    It is difficult to be still and remain content when I cannot see the larger picture of what God is building in me. This, I suppose, is when I have to know God, know His character, in order to trust that what He is creating is beautiful and purposeful.
    My recent post You Are What You Do

  8. 8 Robyn said at 5:11 pm on October 25th, 2011:

    This was the storm of the century. ..my marriage. It had been rebuilt wirh anchors in place that did not exist before. It is more stable because the foundation has been renewed, made sturdy, with a permanent cornerstone. Thank you for your ever inspiring posts….and for sharing your storms of life with us who have been caught in the ripping winds that Satan blows our way. God never leaves us or foresakes us in times of need… I believe his Word more and more each day…
    Praise His Holy nane!
    My recent post Grace…


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