Under Construction

Today I had a really sweet moment with God.

I was walking, stressing, and contemplating my current relationship with Him. I haven't been entirely satisfied, to be transparent with you. Sometimes I get distracted, and it's really challenging to sit down and honestly - honestly - talk with Him. When life gets hectic, my knee-jerk reaction is to micromanage and analyze ... Either that, or ignore (but it's kind of hard to ignore God, so I typically over-analyze instead).

As I was walking briskly between classes, I knew I had about 30 minutes to spare. "Great," I thought, "I'll log some good time with the Lord, get some of these stresses off my mind, and refuel. Hey! One of my favorite 'corners of campus' is coming up - I'll sit like that, read those things, discuss these topics, and pray there!"

As I neared my desired location, thoughts running of how I was going to "get down to business" with Him, I approached the nook and saw chain-link fences. If you don't know anything about my campus, know this: it is always, to some extent, under construction. "Great," I thought, "just great. Now I need to find somewhere else to have an *amazing* conversation with my Dad."


As I concluded this, I saw the sign posted on the fence (which was barring access to my corner):

"Under Construction: Authorized Personnel Only"


Quite funny, God. I like the way you open my eyes and remind me of your gentle, shaping Hand. You're molding my life. I've been purchased - am I really "authorized" to shape my life anymore? Am I the Maker of my heart? The one calling the shots? The one designing this clay pot?

Shouldn't I consult the great Architect when deciding how my life and relationship with God will play out? Wow. I'm quite proud. Thank you, Jesus, for Your gentle (albeit humorous) reminder that there are two in our relationship, not just one. My heart is Yours - shape it, mold it, and take it as You will.