John actually desired a restoration project like this! He has been watching Ebay and craig's list and any other internet site that advertises junk yard has-beens similar to this.... He shopped for THIS!
This searching out of rusty relics delights him; his fascination with it fascinates me.
John's lovely dental assistant found this Austin Healey 100-6. I was along when he first set eyes on it. He couldn't sleep he was so excited to get started on this gem...
I asked John how many jobs there are to do before the car is fully restored.
200?
300?
More like 500. There are at least 500 jobs to do before this project is done and running down the street doing its thing. "Some jobs are simple and some are difficult... If I get some of the big stuff fixed, it'll at least run...."
So... each day I watch John work on jobs. He has spent most of his free time completely dismantling the rusted frame. With great effort, every piece of crusty stuff, every mangled wire, and every stubborn rusted-on bolt is now off the frame and displayed on the garage floor. Some pieces are so cruddy and eaten away they crumble.
The engine is out and every drop of its smelly gruel-ish oil is also displayed on the garage floor.
John is absolutely delighted. He knows he can replace and fix and clean and weld and paint and completely restore all of it. Turn up the music! Get to work! To quote Dr. Seuss, "Oh the places we'll go, the things we will see..." He is not dismayed by the multitude of jobs, he's delighted!
He's delighted! He knows what he's doing. He knows what this restoration project will become:
A beautiful. sleek, shining Austin Healey 100-6!
The other day, a man walking down the street knocking on doors making political calls wandered over to John's garage and struck up a conversation.
He asked why John was working on a manure spreader!
I'd have to agree... today when I look at the back of John's special Austin Healey it could be mistaken for a manure spreader.
I grew up on a farm and I'm familiar with manure and spreaders. Some poor soul scoops the manure from the hog pen into the spreader. A tractor pulls the spreader into a field and activates the chain-operated pushers which of course, push the manure to the back end of the spreader toward the flinger. The flinger whirls around and spews the manure into the field.
It's not rocket science. (See what you've learned from reading this!!)
Sometimes... yes, sometimes... There are days when my life resembles a run down Austin Healey that could be mistaken for a manure spreader.
And God, my almighty Father says no; He calls me His child. He delights to take me on as a special restoration project because he knows what I can become.
And God, my almighty Father says no; He calls me His child. He delights to take me on as a special restoration project because he knows what I can become.
He has many jobs to do to make me into what He wants me to be. He has junk to remove and days to restore and attitudes to fix but He knows what to do when. He knows which fixes will be simple and which will be difficult. He knows how to get me up and running like I should.
He has jobs lined up for me to do... and it's not spreading manure. "Oh, the places we'll go, the things we will see..."
He's delighted. He knows what He's doing. He knows what I will become!
And your life is not a run down jalopy that could be mistaken for a manure spreader. You have been carefully chosen. You are a gem. You are being fixed and restored day by day by day.... You are a delightful project, well worth our heavenly Father's attention and love and grace. It's His gift to us, this grace that loves and cares and redeems and puts us back together. He's delighted to restore your life.
For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. (Ephesians 2:10)
Be encouraged. Be bold. Be sure of God's unlimited love and lavish delight in you. He's willing and able to work out the smelly parts of your life. He's delighted to restore and redo any area of your life that is crumbling. He has a plan. He loves... loves... loves... to change you for the better... He knows what He created you to be...
Let Him...
Let Him...
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