Lego’s were always my favorite as a little
girl. We used to have three huge bins of them and my older siblings and
I would pour them out and spend hours making towns and whatever else we
could imagine. Those are such good memories. I remember when we first taught
my little brother, Gabe, to play with them. At first we’d build things
for him and then let him play with them but he got bored of that pretty
quickly. So, he began building things himself. It didn’t always turn out
the sturdiest or look like anything in particular but he loved building
regardless. And then he’d tear it down and start all over again. Little
by little he learned what the ingredients for the tallest tower or squarest
house were and at almost four he can build you just about anything.
I’m starting to think that Jesus really did
have something when He said we must come to Him like little children. You
know, Gabe finds the greatest joy in building. His creative mind and little
fingers love putting things together to make something bigger. Isn’t life
a lot like this? Except maybe we’ve lost the joy we used to have in building.
No, it’s never easy to watch your towers fall down or to have to tear them
apart yourself. It’s never pleasant to hear someone critique your creation
and point out its weaknesses. But the pain that comes with realizing you
have to start over or tear down some walls also reminds us that we are
never done building. What would we do if God gave us a finished house or
the tallest tower the moment we opened our eyes? What fun would there be
in life if we had no work, no purpose? No, God knew what He was doing when
He gave us life.
It’s not easy when you live in the houses
you’ve built. It’s not easy when you’re in love with your towers. It’s
not easy when you’re used to the way that tower sways or the way that house
leans. It’s heartbreaking; it’s shaking. It’s like watching as the one
thing you know to be true is demolished. You’re going to be scared. You’re
going to be confused. You might lose hope and faith. You might run to something
else and cling to something you shouldn’t but you will never learn to build
if you give up when your first towers fall and your first houses don’t
look very house-like. If your world falls apart, let it go. But always
rebuild it again with God as your foundation. Always rebuild.
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