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Christian Living restoration

Not So Good to the Last Drop

It’s been a plumber’s paradise at my house these past two weeks. We have extremely hard water and our third water heater–in 18 years–was on it’s last leg. Rather than have another one fill up with mineral deposits (sixty second shower, anyone?), we decided to invest in a water softener.

Two guys came and installed a new water heater and softener at the same time. It was an all day job, but once the system came online the results were almost immediate. Oh, the soap suds!🧼 And no more crusty faucets or spotty dishes.

But, a week later, we made a frightful discovery. The carpet in the back hallway, near where they tapped in to the main water line, was soaking wet. Two closet clean outs later, I removed an access panel and found the problem. One of the fittings the plumbers installed was leaking at a steady drip, drip.

Inside the closet wall where the leak started.

People who tell you it’s hard to get a plumber on the weekend are NOT joking. I called at 7 am and he showed up at 7 pm. Yes, 12 hours later.😬 It turned out to be a relatively easy fix, but the damage was already done.


It’s amazing how our little plumbing problem resembles life in general. A steady drip starts, from a hidden location, and soon everything is soaked. By the time we realize what’s going on, the damage is done.

The parallel between unseen water leaks and unconfessed sin is a good one.

Also keep back your servant from presumptuous sins, let them not rule over me.

Psalm 19:13 (NASB)

Like me, do you sometimes assume that all is well–between you and God–without actually checking in?

Kind reader, when life springs a leak, there’s a “Heavenly Plumber” available 24/7. And He won’t take half a day to show up.

🙏❤️ prayers and love.

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Christian Living discernment

Willful Blindness

Does your computer or mobile device interrupt you at inconvenient times? Last virus scan was 73 days ago. “I can’t bother with this right now,” I say while quickly triple-clicking Ask me later. “I’ll just pretend I didn’t see that.” But then the inevitable happened; a virus wiped out my laptop’s hard drive.

Losing important documents and hundreds of pictures (no, I didn’t back them up🥺) was a real eye opener. These days I am more careful to perform the necessary preventative maintenance needed to keep my computer running smoothly.

There have been times in my life when I received a similar message from God. David, you haven’t REALLY talked with me in 7.3 days. Frankly, the Lord’s admonition felt more like an interruption. My heart wasn’t ready for inconvenient truth. “But Lord, I’ve been super busy.” Note to self: Any prayer that starts with “But Lord…” means danger. A wipe-out is imminent.

The unexamined life is not worth living

Socrates

Self-reflection can be helpful, but King David, of ancient Israel, went a step further. He asked God to examine his life.

Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

Psalm 139:23-24

Our Heavenly Father’s scans are always accurate. He tells us the good AND the bad. On the other hand, we often only tell ourselves what we want to hear. The world can’t be trusted to give us a reliable reflection either (1 John 2:15-17). My friend Alan, from Devotional Treasures points this out beautifully in a recent post, “The News of the World.”

Willful Blindness. It happens when we consciously close our eyes and ears to information we’d rather not acknowledge. And the outcome can be disastrous.

Kind reader, was your last “heavenly heart scan” simply too long ago? Yes, being searched by God sounds harrowing. But He knows everything anyway. May as well let the Great Physician do His thing.

🙏❤️ prayers and love.


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Portions of this post were taken from Wakey Wake, Cupcake, which was published on July 5, 2019.

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Christian Living

Repurposed

I’ve passed the same dingy white cargo van on my way to work two days in a row now. Emblazoned across the back it says “Locksmith,” but the doors are bungee corded shut.

He can’t fix his own lock?!

But the second day I overtook the van I noticed more details. The word “Locksmith” is faded. And, as I passed him, I noticed the company name and phone number were scraped off.

Maybe this isn’t a locksmith’s ride anymore.

There was a time when I felt like that faded old van. At 18 I entered the ministry as a worship pastor. Later, a bachelor’s degree in music and a master’s degree from a top seminary set me up for a life of fruitful ministry. Over the next 14 years, I served churches in three different states. But at the age of 32 my marriage ended and my God-called career came to a screeching halt.

The sparkling white van that said “minister” across the back now had the name and number scraped off the sides. And to add insult to injury, a tattered bungee cord was the only thing keeping the cargo doors shut. I felt like a complete and utter failure.

But God had a plan (Jeremiah 29:11; Ephesians 2:10).

The path back to wholeness hasn’t always been rosy, recovery from life trauma seldom is. Yet I stand here today happily remarried and 17 years into a successful career as a public educator.

Perhaps you can relate, kind reader? Your life, at some point, went off the rails—so to speak. But God is faithful.

Do I have a witness?!

“I was young and now I am old, yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging bread.”

Psalm 37:25 (NIV)

God is the ultimate repurposer. Our “ride” may change, but if we’re still alive it’s not too late. So let’s stay on the anvil my friends!

“The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me; your love, O Lord endures forever—do not abandon the works of your hands.”

Psalm 138:8 (NIV)
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Do you have your own “repurposed” story? If so, I’d love to hear it! Because stories matter. Comment here, or write your own post and tell me where to find it.

🙏❤️prayers and love.