I love old furniture. Some might think that very odd since I have serious OCD issues. Uniformity, tidiness and everything being just right is what makes me tick, until we start talking furniture. I love the character and stories that old pieces of furniture have. Most pieces are not perfect. There are most likely flaws, scratches and chips in the finish, but the detail and beauty? Those two things cannot be replicated today.
So you may be wondering what on earth this has to do with living like Jesus? I mean, I am not a DIY blogger, right? I write about learning to live like Jesus. Stay with me, I promise I am going somewhere with this.
Back to furniture. My sweet cousin was cleaning out her storage unit and realized she didn’t have room in her house for some furniture that she had inherited from my grandma and mom. So she called. I was so excited when she told me what was headed my way. Not only did a gorgeous dresser and piano from my grandma come, but one of my favorite pieces growing up also, my mom’s record cabinet.
This record cabinet is as old as I can remember and it is battle worn. It has chew marks from our puppies. It has scratches, lots of scratches and chips all over. It is even sporting the signature of my cousin’s daughter who proudly scratched her name in it.
So obviously you can tell from the above picture that this record cabinet has seen much better days. So I set to work on bringing the beauty back to this beloved piece. That is when it hit me. Before Jesus, I looked like this record cabinet. Sin and life’s choices had left their marks all over me. I am sure my heart looked as battle worn as you saw in the picture.
I wasn’t pretty to look at and the original design that God had intended was covered up by all of the scratches, chips and chew marks left by my life choices and sin. I know God still saw the beauty underneath all of the flaws, but to me? I looked terrible.
The problem that faced me was how was I going to bring new life to this record cabinet that I loved so much? A great scratch remover came to my rescue. It covered those scratches and brought beauty back to the cabinet. What it did for my record cabinet is exactly what Jesus love did for me.
When Jesus died on the cross for my sins, He used His blood to cover the marks on my life that sin and poor choices had left. You see, scratch remover covered the flaws, but the marks were still there. Jesus blood has covered my flaws, there will still be marks on my life, but His blood has made me beautiful again.
I don’t think I would be happy if I had stripped, sanded and re-finished that cabinet, because I would have stripped the stories away. I would have erased the history that makes this cabinet so special. And I realized, I don’t want God to strip me of the flaws left on my life either. All of those life choices, sin and Jesus love has made me who I am today. I am not perfect any more than the record cabinet is perfect.
If you look really close, you can still see all of the things that made the cabinet so ugly before. They will always be a part of this cabinet’s identity and no other piece of furniture has the exact same story. And I am the same way. The flaws are there, not nearly as noticeable now, but they are part of my history, my identity. They are my story and my testimony to what my life was before Jesus.
Each of us has a history filled with our own flaws from sin. Jesus love doesn’t cover only mine. His love is so big and so great, that it can flow over all of us and cover all of our flaws. You just have to ask Him. If you want to know more about Jesus and His love, click here.
I would love to hear your story of Jesus love covering your flaws, please comment below so we may bless each other with our testimonies.
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