The "Remodeler"

     My sisters and I had to picture and plan how the living room would look with it's fresh paint job, before we started painting.  It was the choice of color to put on the wall that would lighten the room, then the offset color that was to go on the back wall behind the couch.  It needed to be just the right tint . . . not too light, . . . so as not to look bla with the light colored couch.  A nice medium brown would be perfect. 
     We scanned the color cards in the paint section.  What would be the perfect, blend??  Wow!  This was harder then we thought; so much to chose from.  Ah yes "Firewood Brown", that would do it.
     You see the deal was, this was a surprise!  Dad and Mom were gone, and by the time they came back there was gonna be a totally different look going on.
     . . . and then the mess!!!  OH WOW the mess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Everything shuffled and moved hither and yon, furniture all out of place, pushed into the middle until there were only paths through the living room.  Then the plastic lining the walls, taping the edges, ect ect.  This was no easy procedure!!!
     I seem to learn things best through pictures, and this was no exception.  I started thinking . . . again! : )  The whole idea of Jesus being a carpenter when He was on earth just seemed pretty, well . . . so Him!  A carpenter has to dream, and see potential in something, visualize the finished product, before setting to work.  I could see Him being one that would like remodeling, or taking old stuff and redoing it to bring out it's beauty that nobody else would have thought of.  At least that's the Jesus I know Him to be in my life.
     I started looking around me at the mess, my living room had become.  The chaos, the dirt, things out of place, and so not pretty.  If we had added remodeling to our project, we would have had walls knocked out, and inside studs exposed; showing what the house was made of, (which in the case of our house wouldn't have been much to be proud of).  : )
     Sometimes I have felt like that upheaveled room, exposed, confused, out of control, unknown dirt brought to the surface and the list goes on.  The thing about us, when our lives aren't pretty, is that we can't picture what our "Remodeler" is picturing.
    I imagine Him up there saying, just a little touch of hardship, a little experience of that . . . ah yes, if she responds right to that, it will bring out that side of her a little more.  He is the Creator, the "Remodeler", the Carpenter!
     So next time, I find myself in a situation I don't understand, I'm being stretched, exposed, unsettled . . . just maybe Jesus, is remodeling, and just maybe He is picturing the finished product of what He wants to work out in my life.
     And just to throw in another random thought . . . we had fun showing off our finish product to our Dad and Mom.  I think just maybe Jesus enjoys presenting us to His Father. . . showing off His progress of  perfecting us . . . from glory to glory.  : )