Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Plans


My day started bright and early this morning. I got up, got ready (sort of), and took Brian to work. Most days, it's no big deal for us to share our one car, but today our schedules are full, and it's been a hassle. Then, I drove back to our current home, almost, to go to the site of our future home.

I had an appointment with the electrician and the builder. I was to communicate the location of every outlet, light fixture, television, and switch. YIKES! That place is going to be full of power! I never realized how much electricity is available in modern homes.

Then, I followed the builder to the stone store to look at samples and choose the right one. As I drove to work, later than usual, I made several calls regarding home construction.

When I hung up on the last call, I glanced at the passenger seat beside me, and noticed the house plans, crumpled and wrinkled. They were weary from overuse. Every contractor had me going back to the plan for one reason or another.

The above photo is just a stock photo from clip art, but it very accurately depicts a regular occurrence in our life these days. Hardly a day goes by where we don't unroll those tired old house plans and pour over them with a fine-toothed comb to make a decision, or check a dimension, or make a change. They have been a constant part of our life, lately. In fact, I misplaced them for a week or so, and I was at a total loss.

This morning, God gently reminded me, "That's what my Word is to my people - a lifeline. I want you consulting my truth. When a problem comes up, or you need to check something, or you need to make a change, use my Word. Check it with my truth. Change it with my truth. Solve it with my truth. That's what I mean when I say, 'Hide my word in your heart.'"

Thank you, Jesus, for reminding me of the help that only you can provide through your Word. Remind me to consult it daily with a listening ear and a heart to obey.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Timely. Thank you.

Waiting for Bulgaria said...

My husband's Bible is literally falling apart at the seams. I've bought him a new one, but he keeps using the same one. He has all his notes, his underlinings, and his favorite scriptures marked. He's gone back to those plans time and time again.