For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ
Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. Ephesians 2.10
This verse is one of my favorites. Having done blue collar work for most of my
life, I can relate to the idea of workmanship. The pride that someone can take in a job
well done. The person that built this cabinet could tell
you about each hour he (or she) spent, or how many times they cut themselves,
building this thing. I have a friend
who every time I am in their house takes me and shows me the latest project
they have completed and I see the pride in his eyes as I admire his work. It’s a good feeling!
Pretty early in my life, I felt like I was
this big cosmic joke. That whoever
created me, (I never was foolish enough to believe that there wasn’t
intelligent design) was just bored on the day he planned me, or maybe he just
had a few spare parts lying around.
Since retuning to Georgia, I have
been doing renovation to an old building.
I would guess this building to be no less than 100 years old. Needless to say, it’s seen better days. The ceiling sags, the floor is uneven,
nothing is square. I am building walls
in the back for storage. Since the
building is so old, it takes twice as long to do anything.
I began thinking about the workmanship of
God restoring our lives. When we let him
into our lives, He needs to do some house cleaning. I think about the “sagging ceilings” in my
own life, all the things that God needs to fix before he can continue to make
improvements in my life, and sometimes that’s going to be painful. There is cutting and measuring that needs to
happen. Then there is the leftover stuff
to deal with.
I’m glad that God takes pride in the work he
does in our lives.
