Here’s something I think I’m figuring out. God has kind of a blueprint for who we are supposed to be. We might be free to choose countertops and paint colors, metaphorically speaking, but the foundational bones of us are not up for discussion. We are to reflect Him in a particular way.

Sometimes other people mess up the plans, sometimes we go off the blueprint and just build however we think is right. We mean well. But, if we belong to Him, eventually He will take apart all that work we did on our own and rebuild us according to spec. Having glue and nails ripped off and out is painful, but it’s a beautiful thing. All those seams, nail holes and marks are grace-scars, not to be hidden, but rather, put on display.

We must allow the architect to have the final say. Nobody else has the authority. Not even us.

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