I pulled a couple of forks out of the drawer recently and they looked kind of gnarly and twisted. I suspect they went a round or two with that mean old garbage disposal. They didn’t fair well if you know what I mean; a little bent out of shape.
Okay, a lot bent out of shape.
I thought about tossing them. I mean, they really couldn’t be used for eating in this condition.
Ever tried sticking a fork with bent prongs into your mouth? Uh uh. Not happening. Pokey. Awkward.
Ah, but I love this set of silverware. I do. It’s a beautiful pattern.
Alas, the only thing for me to do? Bend them straight.
It wasn’t as easy as you might think.
It took several tries.
First I used what I had in front of me. The granite counter. I pressed the displaced prongs up against the rigid granite and pushed down.
When that didn’t quite do the trick, the pliers came out.
Next came a lot of pushing, bending, pulling. I felt like a bit of a craftsman molding a piece of art.
But finally, I got them straightened out.
Good. As New.
Once again they looked beautiful on a set table and useful for eating.
Every so often, more often than I should dare admit, when I choose to go out on my own, ignoring God’s ways, I get like those bent-up forks.
When I’m not aligning my actions with God’s Word, my perspective gets all twisted and gnarly. My thinking gets skewed.
I rationalize that I’m fine. All is well I say.
Maybe you can relate?
It’s only when I compare what’s going on in my head/heart to what’s in God’s Word that I see how out-of-shape I’ve become. I can get to the place where I’m leaning so far in one direction, it’s hard for me to go in the direction God’s purposed for me. And I find myself stuck on ill-fitting ground.
Fortunately God loves me too much to leave me this way. Using the circumstances already surrounding me, He shifts me, turns me, tilts me and twists me.
He transitions my bent condition and brings to fruition a corrected position.
And I have to tell you, all those “itons” don’t always feel good. More like I got the pliers taken to me.
But my loving Craftsman bends me straight.
Like the silverware at a beautifully set table, He works on shaping me into a beautiful pattern.
It’s all part of the journey.
“So God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.” Genesis 1:27
Looking forward, pressing on and seeking God in every bump and twist in the road.