Perfection

It was an interesting weekend.  I was part of a ragtag carpentry team that rebuilt a deck for my mom.  Our main goal was to replace the entire railing as it was completely rotten.  It took about 4.8 seconds to knock it down.  As we were working throughout the day on various cuts, boards, and angles, I had this thought.  We haven’t made a perfect cut all day.  We had 20 plus rails that were supposed to be 24 inches each.  I don’t think any of them matched up exactly.

Now, here’s where my random thought trail started going…Jesus was a carpenter (Anyone thinking about the scene in Meet the Parents?) and he was perfect.  That meant, he always made perfect cuts in the shop when he was building something. Now, that may or may not be true.  He was also human and he didn’t have skill saws or table saws or a Stanley measuring tape.  But just think about the implications on us to be perfect as our Father in heaven is perfect (Matt 5:48).

Even if we have all the right tools, know all the right creeds (measure twice cut once!) and work until every muscle in our bodies are sore, we still can not be perfect.  Thus, the brilliance and beauty of God’s plan for Jesus to be our Savior.  What a glorius moment when we realize that our works and skills and talents will not make us right, but only our Savior can.

Well, we finished the deck improvements and it looks pretty good if I do say so myself!