A Living House
Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what he is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised.
But presently he starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is he up to? The explanation is that he is building quite a different house from the one you thought of — throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards.
You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage: but he is building up a palace. He intends to come and live in it himself.
C.S. Lewis, in Mere Christianity
Last week I spent four days in Lubbock, Tx at Sunset International Bible Institute with some of my classmates. As you can imagine, when preachers get together there is a lot of talking. And then we talk some more.
One of the things that happens is we share our pains and our frustrations, but inevitably, it all turns around and someone makes a statement that is followed first by silence; and then by introspection.
There was a comment made this week about the boxes that we place ourselves in. That we live inside of these boxes and become quite comfortable. In fact, even the people we associate with have corresponding boxes that look very similar. At the very least, our boxes are close enough that we don’t mind inviting them in because they will “respect” our parameters that we have set up.
The conversation kept going until someone said that in trying to really follow God you run into the side of your own box. Please go back and re-read the C.S. Lewis quote at the top of this article…
Spiritual growth is uncomfortable because we live so much in the physical world. I wish that I could have Elisha pray for me as he did for his servant, “O LORD, open his eyes so he may see.” (2 Kings 6:17)
I miss so much of the spiritual depth and the character and nature of God in my own life, because I am simply unfamiliar with His ways. At times I even grow frustrated with God and simply bellow, “Would you just tell me…” Oh how I long for a laundry list of things to do so that I might become holy. I grow tired of the natural process of growth, and the supernatural ways of God that I do not understand.
I would like to challenge you to join me in praying this week: “O LORD, open our eyes that we may see, open our eyes that we may hear, and build in me what you will so that I may be your dwelling place.”