Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Quick to Forget or Remember?

We have become such an instant society...I had to laugh when my oldest son dropped his phone in the toilet recently and was totally put out when I told him it would be a few days before I could order a replacement - I think it was 5 days! Five whole days without his cell phone, LOL! He couldn't stand it, so much so that he had to borrow his dad's. What did we ever do without cell phones and all the other conveniences we have become so comfortable with? I remember life without them, getting up to turn the channel on the TV, turning out ice from actual ice cube trays, and having to transact bank business with a person and not just a PIN.

But I find myself impatient as well, more often than not. Impatient with promises, with progress, perfection. Quick to want things even quicker and slow to remember how far I've come. Driving out of the driveway today I glanced over at the new construction that will soon be our finished storage/pump house. We have lived at our current rural location for just over 10 years now and have NEVER had a place for storage (unless you count my bedroom closet)! Then in December of 2009 we had one of those horrible New Mexico wind storms that actually blew our pump shed over and broke our pump off of our well...long story short...after a year we are close to having both a storage shed and a new pump house! But in driving by, my first thought was one of wondering impatience. You know ladies, the voice that silently says to your husband, "Are we ever going to get that done?" Only we are having the work done by a contractor and have been delayed by freaky weather that we don't normally have around here..2 snow storms, cold winds, rain and freezing cold temps-so the hubby is off the hook this time! Anyway...

I continued on my way out of the drive and paused before entering the street, glancing in my rear view mirrow when 'it' catches my eye and He catches my heart. The 'it' is the old tin shed we had...warped and rusted, tiny and insignificant, now standing at the back of the property as if somehow waiting for a purpose. And I am reminded how soon I can forget how far I have come. I may not be where I want to be on this spiritual journey or where others think I should be but I am not where I was, praise God! Plus He loves me too much to leave me where I am now! And that's a promise He's patient enough to work out in me no matter how long it takes. Help me to always see progress with Your eyes Lord; and to remember those that feel messed up and insignificant. They too, need to know how far You were willing to go to give them



a before....











and after!

1 comment:

Mrs. T said...

Hooray! Does it serve as a guest house, too?