(welcome back, Marie)
“For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him” (John 3:17 NIV).
The wood siding needs to be scraped and repainted. Many shingles on the roof are gone, and the front porch sags. Still, I wish the turn-of-the-century house I see every day on my way to work was mine. More than its imperfections, I notice its character. Bric-a-brac trim, leaded-glass windows, alcoves, and a large gabled roof adorn the old place. I long to restore the property to its original glory.
When God looks at people, I think he feels the way I feel about this house. He knows our imperfections, but, in the midst of our brokenness, he sees a child made in his image.
God never places a “This Property is Condemned” sign on anyone. Instead, he offers restoration and renovation. He’s already purchased us by paying the ultimate price of his son. He simply waits to be given the key.
Thank you, Father, for not seeing me as the world sees me, but for seeing me as the showplace you created me to be. May I never lose sight of your great love and sacrifice for me.