When Rob & I bought our home three years ago, everything seemed perfect, but now….the floors are crooked, the closet doors don’t fully close, and what is that smell that is coming from the basement? Still a beautiful home, but not perfectly perfect.
I love that Jesus uses the metaphor of a house to describe what it would be like to live into His world, to “move in”. It’s an incredible challenge: to exchange our version of reality to move in to his and if we did, what would that be like?
Maybe something like this: when we come into the family of God, we graft ourselves into the culture of God. In doing so, we learn what God is like.
Through that process, wisdom grows. We build our reality, our house, on the rock.
In the process, we’re challenged to be patient for truth rather than picking truth according to the cultural and religious trends swirling around us. We’re challenged to posture ourselves in humility before God, to allow ourselves to be taught, rather than assuming that our version of reality – the home we’re building – assumes all truth and understanding.
Several years ago, I had a friend who was intentional about building his house with God. He did things that surprised me on a continual basis: he forgave when it wasn’t fully necessary, he found joy even when work was hard, and he seemed to at peace with himself – day in and day out – even when the world around him was unpredictable.
I’ve found that those Christians, the ones building their homes with wisdom, are (in humility) able to get beyond themselves. Instead of seeing their own reality as the ultimate goal, the ultimate good, they continually step over themselves to honor, encourage, serve, love, and show kindness. They are altogether different kinds of people; not because they read a book that everyone else didn’t but because they are constructing their reality with Someone who is altogether different.
It’s as if when they were adopted into the family of God, they grafted themselves into the community of God. In doing so, they’ve learned what God is like.