Saturday, July 11, 2009

Building My House

"I'm just building my house, Mommy", Oliver called to me as he moved some leftover boards around. We've been having some renovations done on our home and "the guys" were off today. Oliver pulled and dragged and slid boards all over the deck, working on his "home". He piled bricks and balanced remnants on his tricycle, claiming it was his truck. I watched in wonder, remembering my girls loving to build too, but this was different. He had a man's purpose about him. The girls would have also played with the materials but would have turned them into pretend objects. I realized I was witnessing a God-given instinct for building.
I wondered, will Oliver ever erect a dwelling with his own hands? Not necessarily, but he is called by God to build a household of faith for his family someday. So, as we raise our son in the "way he should go" (Proverbs 22:6) we pray that he will become a man of God, prepared for leading a family and building a home that cannot be shaken and that is not in vain (Psalm 127:1).

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Heather: what an awesome builder you and Terry are!! GOD bless you!! I am so glad that the next generation is better than the last and your next generation will be even greater because of how you built them!
Except GOD build the house....they labour in vain who build it!