Among the projects this week is remodeling a pantry. It’s not too large, and had metal closet shelving installed along two walls. First, I tore out the shelving, then removed the hardware. Next, I filled all the large holes that were left when the hardware was removed. There were a lot of holes, too. I got by with two coats of drywall/sheetrock compound (mud) one each hole. The first coat filled the holes, the second blended the area in with the wall. After one coat of primer it looks pretty good. There are a few places that could have been sanded smoother, but, hey, it doesn’t have to be perfect. It’s just a pantry after all.
There is an new hardwood floor in that pantry. While painting, as I cut along the base board, I could see small imperfections in the joints of the boards and in the new shoe molding. I could feel, too, some nail heads that weren’t put in all the way. Most of the flaws were beneath where the old shelves had been. Hidden. I’m sure the hardwood floor installer said the same thing as me. “It’s just a pantry.” And even with all the shelves out, the walls repainted, any flaws are hard to see until I get right down on my knees, and look real hard. Basically, walking into the pantry things look great, floor and walls. There’s one flaw, however, that will need to be repaired. It’s a tiny sliver of flooring protruding upward. It’s likely to be caught on a dust mop, and the splinter will come off. It still won’t be too noticeable, but will leave a small gap that will trap dirt. Eventually, left untreated, it could trap moisture, which will cause issues to the surrounding wood. A spot of glue will take care of it. Like the saying goes, “A stitch in time saves nine.”
Spiritual Lessons Abound. So I’m thinking about what David said to the Lord:
Examine me, O LORD, and try me; Test my mind and my heart.
First of all, David has guts. He’s basically saying, “Get down on your knees and look real close!” I feel reluctant to echo David’s prayer. There are too many things I’m aware of, so there must be lots of hidden flaws. Yet if I’m willing to say, like King David, “Examine me, O LORD. . .” here’s what I think will happen. The Lord will find the flaw that will cause me trouble if left without repair. The Lord will bring it to my attention. From there
I can confess it and accept His forgiveness for it. And then He’ll glue me back together. Hopefully metaphorically.
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine. . .