It has been the most exhausting yet rewarding week.
I’m a part of the construction crew.
Who would have thought it?
Oh, it makes me laugh because everyone at training camp laughed about the question: “What if you had to dig a hole for your ministry?” and don’t you know it, I get assigned to first empty a 7 foot whole full of water with buckets on rope and then dig it deeper to install a septic tank…
Knee slapper!
Dad, you would have been so proud of me. I was really trucking it. Literally neck deep in mud (thank you for the gloves they came in handy)
So far we’ve woken up every day at 6:30am to leave by 7:00 to farm, garden, construct, and of course spread cow manure all over(oh the joys of farming).
I had enough pooh underneath my fingernails to spread all over the yard at my house in New York.
There are no tractors or big machinery to get things done! It’s done all by hand, buckets, and shovels.
It’s very time consuming.
We clear the field of all the rocks and tear out all the weeds. We have to dig and reconstruct in order to build a strong foundation. This is annoying, tedious, and exhausting but absolutely necessary and after this long process is finished then we will be able to build something new and beautiful.
I wish I could skip these steps but I can’t because they are absolutely crucial to a solid foundation. We cannot begin to build until we finish plucking all that needs to be gone.
There is a direct relation here between me and God.
While I’m tending to the garden, God is tending to mine.
As I prune the weeds, so God prunes the weeds in my heart.
While I was in the dirtiest part of the garden drenched in mud, covered in dirt head to toe, Jesus was body deep in the dirtiest places in my heart pruning, mending, and molding.
And so this is what God does with our hearts (with my heart at this very moment)
I believe my team was assigned construction the very first month for a reason.
Each one of us needs some kind of pruning, gardening, and building.
He’s reconstructing our hearts
I will continue to dig as long as needed because I know while I dig Jesus digs in my heart.
It’s uncomfortable, sticky, hot, humid, itchy, and filthy but worth it in the end.
