This is the second time in 5 months that my outside-life is in demo mode.
The first time was in January when we had a couple of walls knocked out to make our den bigger. The project took a little over a month(or was it 6 weeks?) from start to finish but the house was in absolute upheaval during those weeks.
One small project at a time and I thrive but I’ve discovered that when my whole world in in demo, I have a hard time keeping my eye on the prize…the finished project. If I”m not careful I tend to focus only on the demolition.
I’m trying to remember that this time.
This past weekend we spent long days working on the Stone House Lane project. The Husband tore out much of the kitchen and I painted like a mad woman.
Mr. Max has floors ripped out…
…and he’s working on that beautiful arch.
Sitting here before dawn this morning I remember all those times when there was demo going on inside me. When my heart was broken or when I was consumed with anger or fear. When life looked like a complete mess and chaos ruled.
God used all those times, perhaps He even ordained them. While I was only feeling the upheaval, only focusing on the demolition, He was tearing down strongholds, re-framing my attitudes, changing my reflection to look more like Him.
So often when a part of my life crumbles I don’t see past the turmoil. My choices are simple…I have to either keep focus on the Father, trusting that He is in control of the chaos or I focus on the demo which leaves me thrashing wildly until the dust settles.
I’m a life long thrasher my friends.
I’m thinking maybe if I can practice resting when my outside life is in chaos, like right now…that perhaps I’ll remember this lesson the next time Father is doing big work on the inside.
So this is what I’m thinking as I look at the mess on Stone House Lane and look at all the packing I need to do on Willow Creek…there is a plan and it reaches beyond the chaos of the moment~
~Sending prayers for peace your way my friends~