i spy

I spied on someone the other day.

First, I should preface this posting by telling you that the Coffee House has been closed for the past three weeks due to a leaky roof that culminated into a structural problem in the men's loo. The carpentry shop along with others have been working on getting one of the favorite places on station back in running order.

So, I was running on a treadmill in the "Gerbil" Gym a few days ago, looking straight out of a 2x2 foot window toward the Coffee House where Dave (the guy who had to patch up a hole in the crashed Pegasus aircraft) was finishing some metal work on the roof.

I watched him toss off his used and broken parts, clean up his tools and put them away, walk over the roof to inspect the creases and make sure his metal was secure. After all this, at the close of his workday, he began to walk off. But before he moved too far away. He stopped and turned around and looked at his work. He took one more walk back to the building, and made sure his work was good and complete.

I got to thinking a bit how God must look at his redemption work in our life. He tosses off the used and broken parts of us and he looks us over for any adjustments that need to be made, or things that need to be smoothed out. And, when he's done forgiving us and making us clean again, he steps back and admires his work in each one of us. The only difference is that Dave will likely not have to fix his handiwork for the next few years; whereas God is in a continual process of redeeming our sinful selves.