Monday, November 6, 2023

(Un) Broken

 “Where your treasure is, there your heart will also be.” ~ Matthew 6:19

Jake’s wife Annette returned from visiting Addy, an elderly friend, carrying a rickety old rocker that looked as though it needed to be buried in a dumpster. She brought it home hoping he could fix it. Jake wasn’t much of a handyman but agreed to take a look.

Soon it lay disassembled in the middle of their living room. The chair’s loose-fitting parts needed way more than TLC - the wood was dry and cracked, one glider was split down its length, and the back lacked several spindles. “Why don’t we toss this out and just buy her a new one?” Jake suggested callously.

Annette reminded him of something they’d heard from the pulpit a few weeks back – “A Godly heart cares about what others care about.” Where Jake saw an impossible repair for even a skilled craftsman, her optimism sparked something that encouraged him to give it a (long) shot.

As he touched the worn splintered pieces, Jake began to see the importance of them in Addy’s eyes. So, for weeks he worked assiduously restoring the old wood skeleton, gluing, sanding, refinishing and ultimately restoring it to its original beauty. In addition to upgrading his woodworking skills, he gained some valuable insights during the process.

Regardless of how he viewed the chair, it was still Addy’s. Replacing it would have shown pride instead of humility. A proud heart is more concerned with what it thinks is important. A humble heart is more focused on what’s important to others.

He’d purchase some additional materials to make it safer to sit on. The cost was easily more than the cost of a new rocking chair. But, his ‘investment’ was not actually in the chair, but rather in Addy. And she was worth it.

Jake returned the chair to an astonished old woman whose eyes revealed the joy of greeting an old friend returning home. She climbed into the rocker and leaned back ever so slightly, allowing her mind to wander.

“It wasn’t the most elaborate chair ever made, it was quite plain,” she admitted. “The wood came from old scrap Papa picked up - old homes, pallets, and even a shipwreck that had drifted ashore. He worked on it every night for nearly a year with the crudest of hand tools. When finished, it was the most beautiful piece of furniture we ever owned,” she said.

She continued rocking back and forth, loving memories resurfacing with each motion.

Friends, a humble heart will look at an investment beyond what’s visible and tangible for those will eventually deteriorate and fade away. But what pleases God most are the intangible acts – ones loving, supporting, and enhancing other people’s lives.

Dear God, thank You for navigating this journey with me. I anticipate the restoration You’ve already planned out for me, and I will trust You with everything I go through. You are the God of all grace, my peace, and my protector. Amen