Under Construction

Oh to live with no regrets! That would be so nice but seems almost impossible for most of us. It seems like I have something to confess every single day of my life. I'm just thankful that God hasn't grown tired of handing out grace to me everytime I approach Him. "Work in progress" is an understatement when it is applied to my life. "Demolition Site" seems more appropriate at times. My flesh fights God so hard when He begins to tear down old walls, old plumbing that wasn't put in correctly the first time, and light fixtures that aren't bright enough for others to be able to see without stumbling. God help me to stop fighting your hands! You are my father! I want to trust you with my life. This demolition site doesn't look very appealing right now and that causes me shame and heartache. But help me to see that you have drawn specific plans concerning me and you have already calculated the cost and paid for the completed project. And even though I'm still in Phase I and seem to be behind schedule, allow my eyes to see what you see. Help me to know your heart and believe with mine.