Yesterday I was on my way to Highland's Ranch, south of Denver. I decided to take the scenic route through Boulder, then Golden, and then onto C-470 around the metropolitan area of Denver.
Most of the drive during rush hour was pretty smooth. But once I got into down-town Boulder, I drove smack-dab into some serious road construction.
Cars got stuck in between lights because of the road congestion.
Because of the drivers' confusions, pedestrians piled up on street corners, unwilling to risk crossing.
Roads were re-routed. Lanes shifted.
Cars sped, or crawled, or jockeyed for position.
Red construction cones lay everywhere.
Construction vehicles clogged lanes. All during rush hour.
What a mess!
Oh well. This can't last forever. Sooner--probably later --the construction crews will complete their project, and then cars and pedestrians will resume their usual routes. Hopefully, the way will be smoother, more efficient, safer. Fit for humans again.
I thought about myself. . . my inward self.
How like road construction is my spirit. I'm getting ripped up each day, re-routed, shifted, scraped, smoothed.
God has to tear me up to get to the root of my ill-constructed roads. For a while, my spirit-road will be confused, inefficient, slow (or too fast), maybe even dangerous.
I hope travelers will be patient with me as the work continues.
I hope that as I travel other peoples' roads, I will also show patience and grace for their own "road-construction."
One day God will complete the work.
I will be useful and safe and orderly.
I will be beautiful.
I will be a grand route, fit for the King!
"For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them." (Ephesians 2:10 The Gideon Bible)
Most of the drive during rush hour was pretty smooth. But once I got into down-town Boulder, I drove smack-dab into some serious road construction.
Cars got stuck in between lights because of the road congestion.
Because of the drivers' confusions, pedestrians piled up on street corners, unwilling to risk crossing.
Roads were re-routed. Lanes shifted.
Cars sped, or crawled, or jockeyed for position.
Red construction cones lay everywhere.
Construction vehicles clogged lanes. All during rush hour.
What a mess!
Oh well. This can't last forever. Sooner--probably later --the construction crews will complete their project, and then cars and pedestrians will resume their usual routes. Hopefully, the way will be smoother, more efficient, safer. Fit for humans again.
I thought about myself. . . my inward self.
How like road construction is my spirit. I'm getting ripped up each day, re-routed, shifted, scraped, smoothed.
God has to tear me up to get to the root of my ill-constructed roads. For a while, my spirit-road will be confused, inefficient, slow (or too fast), maybe even dangerous.
I hope travelers will be patient with me as the work continues.
I hope that as I travel other peoples' roads, I will also show patience and grace for their own "road-construction."
One day God will complete the work.
I will be useful and safe and orderly.
I will be beautiful.
I will be a grand route, fit for the King!
"For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them." (Ephesians 2:10 The Gideon Bible)
"I hope that as I travel other peoples' roads, I will also show patience and grace for their own 'road-construction.'"--what a great line that is! ...LOVE that!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Margaret. I especially have to remind myself of how people view my own "road construction!"
ReplyDeleteDena,
ReplyDeleteAlways know when I click your blog, it'll challenge, inspire and leave me with some gripping truth. You're beautifully reflecting Him. Thank you!
Hi Dena -
ReplyDeleteAs we're getting into construction season, I have to remind myself of the future benefits. When God is tearing up my bad attitudes and working on the potholes in my life, I have to remind myself it's for my ultimate good.
thanks, Bobbe. I hope my little reflections help other Christian pilgrims to view their road more clearly.
ReplyDeleteSusan, I think you hit the nail on the head: our perspective about the pain of "restructuring"has all to do with the faith that God gives us to see that He is taking us from here to a glorious "there."
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