Col. 1:16 For by him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by him and for him.
We are all sort of like tinker toys. Made up of the same parts – body, relationships, nationality, temperament, personality, emotions, experiences, abilities, culture, intellect, history – yet combined into endlessly delightful combinations. All so alike. All so uniquely different. And Jesus snaps us together until all the pieces are in place and we become His image bearers here, in whatever context He has chosen to place us. That is something of the process of creation. Him making us.
Then there is the process of sanctification. Him making us like Himself. And whew, what a process!
Sometimes, He looks at who we are and says, “Just a tweak here. Just a little adjustment there. Look. Good as new.” And then sometimes, in some seasons of life, He completely breaks us apart… as if He is saying, “This thing is so broken, we need to start all over again, looking at and repairing each piece.”
Those seasons of shattered-ness and reconstruction are fine on the front end, because we live in ignorant bliss of just how painful it can be to get taken apart. And we honestly think, who and how we are is just fine. Surely this will be relatively painless and quick. And those seasons are fine on the back-end, because Jesus shows us the new us, the one more whole, more healthy and more in His image. And we are so ridiculously thankful for His work in our lives that we would do anything to get more of Him, to get closer to Him, to hear His voice speak. Even let Him break us apart and reconstruct us from the ground up.
It is that unbelievably crazy, terrifying time in the middle, when everything stops as all the parts are disassembled and laying in a mess on the floor, when He completely undoes us and we aren’t sure what will become of us after it is all over… It is so anxiety-inducing, so painful in fact, most people avoid it.
Joining Him in this process, of taking our life apart, piece by piece and looking at it through the filter of His love, His word and seeing clearly the crookedness that sin has introduced into the design is not for the faint of heart. But to get to the most beautiful creation, sometimes we have to go through a from-the-ground-up restoration/reconstruction project. Maybe even more than one.
Jesus was a carpenter, from a family of carpenters. I think He loves making and building and re-building and repairing stuff. People. Hearts. Lives. And it is such a joy to watch Him at work. Even when it is a mystery what exactly it is He is building.






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