An Unexpected Journey

My fingers run gently along the top.   Feeling the smoothness of the wood grain.   The smell of sawdust fills the dimly lit garage.   Back and forth the sand paper rubs across the old dresser.   Sweat beads form on my forehead, but I love the work.   I see potential in this old, ugly dresser that was practically worthless.   I picked it up from a consignment store for $20, but it is solid wood and the right size.   Good bones.   It just needs a little TLC.  Well, maybe alot of TLC! And I am almost giddy with excitement.  I want to finish it tonight!  But I know that’s impossible. Transformation takes time.  I remove the back so no dirt can hide away from my careful cleaning.  Now for the sanding.  I am struck by a thought…  Jesus invested a considerable amount of his life doing this very thing!  God could have sent Jesus to be the son of anyone, but he choose to send him to a carpenter.  In those d...