Another Man’s Treasure

Three pieces of broken wood piled together as trash–   Worn. Outdated. Forgotten.

Who would want it?

Abandoned to ruin, weathered from the past……   it was made for so much more than this.

Once exchanging its strength for another’s solace, sacrificing its wear for those who are worn.

From the cathedral to the curb, the church pew would soon be thrown into the garbage truck–

Tattered wood, shattered dreams….

Are the remnants of a seasoned pew really trash?  Can broken pieces come together again?

Yes, the Bible assures us!

“Can these bones live?” God asks Ezekiel as he walked among the living- dead, those whose bones were infused with buried dreams.

“O Lord God, You know.”  Again He said to me, “Prophesy over these bones and say to them, ‘O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord.”  –Ezekiel 37:2-4

Have you ever been there?  Alive, but not living?  Moving, but not going?  Dreaming, but not achieving?

–the days pass, the years pass, the house gets larger, the dreams get smaller?

It’s a familiar presence stealing dreams from God’s heroes–  the voice of condemnation.

Moses saw it in his fist; Jonah felt it in the sand; Peter heard it in a rooster; the adulteress watched it in their hands.

Whether Wall Street or your street, people every day are believing a lie– that their mistakes are greater than God’s grace, that their sin can’t be forgiven, that their dreams can never be realized–  the voice of condemnation.

Romans 8:1 promises, “There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”  Unlike conviction which prompts us to ask God to forgive our daily sins, condemnation is a gnawing at our spirit leaving us to feel broken, without any hope for repair.

Friend, if you feel guilty for anything, please know that you are carrying a burden that God wants to forgive right now.  Not only will He forgive us of our sins, but He will not even allow Himself to remember them! –Psalm 103:12  The freedom to dream again begins when we are no longer broken from our past.

Will you let the carpenter fix your broken pieces today?

The broken church pew was treasure in the carpenter’s hand.  Isn’t that also true of us?

Blessings!  Michelle