IMAGINE YOURSELF as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what he is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently he starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is he up to? The explanation is that he is building quite a different house from the one you thought of — throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage: but he is building up a palace. He intends to come and live in it himself.
–C.S. Lewis, in Mere Christianity
With each passing month at school, I am learning that God is committed to something much bigger than my fickle happiness, something I am often incapable of seeing and appreciating—the restoration of what He has made. What is more, I am also coming to understand that God will settle for nothing less than to see that all of His creation brings Him ultimate glory. As His child, I am included in this. I confess that too often I invite God into my life to change a part of me—a very narrow, specific part. I establish what I believe needs work, and proceed to invite God in to change that very particular aspect of my life. What I repeatedly fail to grasp, however, is that it isn’t only ______ or ______ or ______ that needs change, but rather, the entirety of my life and being is in desperate need of transformation. My prayer is that I will surrender complete control and loosen my grasp on my fleeting life, allowing God to come work in and mold me as He will so that Christ may one day be reflected perfectly in me.
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