Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are no surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense.
What on earth is He up to?
The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of – throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards.
You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage; but He in building a palace.
He intends to come and live in it Himself.
After an emotional meeting this morning with some wise counsel, D and I took a big sigh. I remembered our favorite quote of all times, and so I quietly read it again out loud.
It’s how we feel.
Like a house under construction that keeps being hit and moved about, but the final result is worth all the changes that need to be made.
At times I feel satisfied being a decent little cottage, but I know that a palace is what I am supposed to be. It’s what I want to be. Not because I am worthy or think that I deserve it, but because it was what I was created to be.
My tiny baby girl is already a palace.
For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:17- 18
And to quote John Piper… None of this is meaningless.