I’ve always loved that particular song from my childhood. And its message is just as true today as it was then. God is still working on me . . . shaping me . . . sanding me . . . doing whatever is necesary to conform me to the image of His Son.
I’ll be the first to admit that the work God is doing isn’t always comfortable. In fact, it can be quite painful at times. But when I put aside my pride, my fears, and my natural tendency to fight against Him, I can see the intricate detail of the Master Craftsman beginning to expose the radiance of the Son.
Just for a moment. Just for a fleeting second. Just for the length of time it takes one grain of sand to pass through the hourglass.
But that one moment is just enough to persuade me to cooperate with the One who so desperately wants to transform me into that ‘new creation’ Paul wrote about in Scripture.
And for that one moment, faith takes flight . . . cares are quieted . . . and I can see just enough light for each step in the journey.
I’m so grateful to have a Heavenly Father who cares enough to handcraft me . . . to discipline me . . . and to remind me on a moment-by-moment basis that He loves me with a love that won’t let go.