Sometimes I get a little awaysick for my old career. It only hits me on occassion, and when it does I allow it to linger for a day or two because if I do I always come out on the other side with a delicious relief that it is in my past and homeschooling my children is my present.
Which is where I really want to be.
When these moments hit me and the obvious fact is that I don't have a client to work with, I begin to dissect my own home. There is no decorating budget around here and I must admit that is hard on this 'ole designer, so I do a really cheap or free fix-it and move on to a little math or history.
It hit me today. Along with it was a little voice that has been nagging at me lately about how sloppy my life is. My life. My life in Christ.
French author Antoine de Saint-Exupery once wrote, A designer knows he has achieved perfection not when there is nothing left to add but when there is nothing left to take away.
My Creator is my designer. He has not achieved perfection in me. I'm aware that He never will, but I'm also painfully aware of how far from it I am.
I tried to fluff a pillow or two, change a frame out, but my God would not let go. Dissect your heart, He told me. Parts of it need a redesign. Not a really cheap or free fix-it, which I'm guilty of so often in my Christian walk, but a brand new beautiful fresh from the Designer original renovation.
Not only is there more to add to this heart of mine, there is so much left to take away. So far from perfection, which is out of my reach, but also miles away from what I am capable of, which is never far from my grasp.
My prayers today have consisted of throwing out the bad and bringing in the beautiful. I'm working on redesigning my heart. There is demoliton and salvage. There are plans and soon to be elevations, perspectives and building codes, sample boards and choices.
Think about it. Is there just some fluff or a little renovation that needs to be done in your life? Or is there demolition and fresh starts?
Tell the Designer, He's made a career of it.