Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Under construction

There's been an unusual underlying theme in my life this past year. Three places where I spend (or have spent) significant amounts of time have been under construction.

It started last November when our church received the shocking news that our sanctuary had been condemned. After some initial concern over the aging building, a team of specialists came to evaluate the structure, and they declared the roof unfit! Since that time, we have been temporarily meeting in a new location. The old sanctuary is being torn down, and a new building is being constructed.

Secondly, the unit where I was a patient at Mayo last February was also under construction. Many mornings, Eric and I were awakened around 6:00 to the sound of hammers, drills, and other noisy equipment. The noise was just one of the inconveniences. On a floor filled with pregnant women on bed rest, the closest shower was down the opposite hallway. Not to mention the heavy numbers of (male!) construction workers walking the halls at all hours, and the mess created by the many projects they were working on. The whole construction scene definitely added to the surreal factor of our hospital stay.

And lastly, right across the street from our house, the college is currently constructing a new building. Crews begin between 6-6:30 each day, and the noise of banging and beeping trucks has unfortunately become quite commonplace for us. Just this morning, I woke up at 6:07 to the sound of a loud truck outside our window. The construction site is dusty, noisy, ugly, and thankfully temporary.

This whole theme of construction seems to fit where my heart is at right now, too. I'm wrestling with some dusty, noisy, ugly areas in my heart, and trying to figure out how to re-build. I'm reminded of the song that says, "You are the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me--this is what I pray. Change my heart, O God, make it ever new. Change my heart, O God, may I be like You."


"The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down." Proverbs 14:1

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens . . .  a time to tear down and a time to build" Ecclesiastes 3: 1, 3b

2 comments:

Mom said...

Way to find a common thread among these significant happenings and draw a spiritual application from all of it -- well done! Love you, Mom

Lisa said...

I'm praying for you, my new friend! We all go through rebuilding phases as we journey through life. It's a sign of God working in our lives, don't you think?