It's Never Too Late
One of the things I didn’t realize I was getting into when I married the Mrs. was her love for home renovation, design, and history. After nearly eighteen years together, I’ve grown to appreciate her abilities while learning a thing or two myself.
Granted, when I first get wind of one of her ideas that may cost more than just a few dollars, I must admit my scrooge nature comes out a bit. But, she can be very persuasive. Like the time she came home with a dresser that had been abandoned by the side of the road. The wood was grayed from years of neglect, the drawers were broken, and it could barely stand. But, she saw something beautiful there.
We had become friends with an elderly, white bearded craftsman named Henry who would help the Mrs. with her ‘projects’ in his shop. Even though Henry’s no longer with us, we’ll never forget his simple, humorous way of doing things. The Mrs. decided it would be a perfect project for Henry to work on since he had a real love for those old pieces of furniture that no one seemed to want.
After several months, Henry finished work on the dresser (one of his last projects before passing) and it came home. I was floored when I saw it. The gray wood was now a beautiful, smooth finished stain. It stood tall and strong and the drawers all worked perfectly. What we didn’t realize at the time, was that the dresser was over a hundred years old. It had been abandoned by someone who just saw it as junk that needed to be trashed and not the beautiful antique, which now sits in our bedroom, that it could be.
It was a life lesson that, now that I’m becoming more ‘aged’, I especially appreciate. The Mrs. has a way of seeing something that’s been thrown away, for the jewel it could be. I guess that’s why she married me…
The truth is, that’s how God looks at us too. What the world around us may see as someone who’s a failure, broken, or just in the way, He sees us as a tarnished jewel that only needs to be cleaned up and restored.
We may see ourselves as not having any purpose having failed at times in the past. I know I struggle with that thought. I mean, how can God still use me? I’m sure there are a number of people who would agree with that question, too. But, what they, and I, don’t always see is that He is a God, like old Henry, who sees what’s broken and makes it new again only to be worth more than it was before.
Restoration is a process. Take the dresser. It needed years of old paint, dirt, and weathered wood removed. The structure needed firmed up and it’s drawers needed to be aligned. Finally, it needed to be covered with a new coat of stain and polish.
We may have years of old habits, hurts, and things we’ve held onto that need to be sanded off through forgiveness leaving our hearts bare and vulnerable. The structure of our thoughts and decision-making processes may need to be strengthened through encouragement and His guidance. Finally, the now bare heart of ours will need to be filled with His power and cleansing beyond ourselves, making us a beautiful vessel once again.
Be encouraged today, my friend, that no matter what you’ve been through in your life, it’s never too late. God is a God of restoration. He sees you for so much more than just a pile of junk by the side of the road. He sees you as an invaluable, precious jewel just waiting to be restored by the Master’s hand.
You are loved today. You’re not too old to be used. No matter what you’ve done in your past, He can, and will not only forgive you, but He can and will use you again. His restoration is just a prayer away and He’s excited to get started…
Love always my friend,
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