HE’S NOT THROUGH WITH ME YET He’s still working on my building Making the foundation sure, and building walls of faith, to shelter me from storms. He’s putting on the roof - the helmet of salvation, also he’s making windows and doors; my way of escape. He’s still sweeping the dirt off the floor, and making sure the table (heart) is clean! He checks to see if my stairs are clean-if I walk upright, He’s checking through the closets of my mind Where the dirty laundry abides. He’s mopping up the mistakes I’ve made and helping me to overcome. He’s taking out the garbage (whatever is not expedient) He sure is cleaning house! He still goes through my dresser drawers, and searches for hidden things. My mirror he cleans with Windex (word) so I can see myself--and he opens up my blinds and curtains so I’m reminded from whence I came. He checks my shoes to see where I’ve been and investigates my pockets and purses to see if I’ve taken other lovers. He’s such a jealous God! We’ve started spring cleaning early, and winter’s baggage is packed, I’ve checked it into Jesus, he’s able to handle that. But he’s still not finished yet, there lots of vacuum cleaning (purging) dusting and redecorating going on. He’s still not through with me yet.
Jeremiah 18: 4
And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter: so he made it again another vessel, as seemed good to the potter to make it.
The above mentioned poem, was written years ago, however it still rings very true. Even after all I've been through....even in the areas of growth, the process is not over. I have to confess...I Haven't Arrived! I'm not as strong as I wish Not as good as I should be Not as holy as I aspire to be Not always kind Not always loving Not always true Not always pure My faith wavers... My hope gets diminished My confidence wanes... My steps falter... My zeal cools off I have more questions than answers... I don't cast my cares like I should Don't pray enough Don't fast enough Don't study enough Don't give enough... I can be selfish, inconsiderate and unkind... Quite a list isn't it...and that's just the tip of the iceberg. Not trying to discourage you..just being real. The word lets us know that open confession is good for the soul, and we'll never get healed if we don't admit we're diseased. Wounds that are exposed can be healed...wow looks like God's got his work cut out for him:)!!! So Glad He's up to the task, and HE'S NOT THROUGH WITH ME YET!
