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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

PAINT BRUSH GRACE

     Sit down. Find a quite place. Then read how this vandalism transformed my thinking about God, how it changed my life today through a paint brush.
    
     As most of you know I live on a large, historic property that once was home to two majestic homes in Dyersburg.  As the property steward, I restored one home and have been working on the 6,000 square foot brick home built in 1865 for the last two years.  Just last year I replaced floor joists, did foundation work, fixed the electrical, replumbed the water main, repaired the roof, replaced three columns, etc.   This year I plan to fix the outside cosmetically with paint and some mortar work. Just last night I finished the exterior garage and went to admire my work again this morning.

     I found my newly painted door covered with rust red paint as was the concrete and several windows on the main house.  Profanity and gang signs were scrawled in several places.  My first reaction was disbelief quickly followed by anger.  I moved my meetings around and began the job of pressuring washing the steps, house, and windows.  I was amazed out how the paint actually came off with almost no trace.  It was amazing.

      I then remembered waking up to a storm and rain at 3:00am.  I was surprised because there was no forecast for storms overnight.  The wind was really blowing and it was even hailing a bit.  I then realized that while I was sleeping, God was giving me a hand.  The rain that blew against the house prevented the paint from hardening and made it easier to get off.  No weapon formed against me will prosper.   Lo, He is with me always.

      But what changed my life was repainting the door.  Everything but the door came completely clean.  As I was painting the door white again I heard, "I will make your sins white as snow," in my head.   The paint completely covered the stains.   I then started thinking about how patient God is and how much time he has invested in me.  I started thinking about how I often have randomly messed up His work and forced him to clean me.   For the first time in my life I think I knew how sin made God feel.   For the first time in my life I think I understood how much time and work has gone into Grace. I was not redeemed with silver or gold but rather with the precious blood of the Lamb!

      Then, still holding the brush, I was actually thankful that all this had happened to me, for what it had shown me.  But don't all things work together for my good when I love the Lord?

Follow up:   Just received the news that a life was saved both spiritually and literally through the sharing of this vandalism story. Thanks to everyone for passing the story along! Give God the praise!
"You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives." Genesis 50:20
 


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