I used to think Murphy’s law was just a big ol’ heap of negativity—until last week when everything that could go wrong went wrong with gusto. Last Thursday was the very worst day ever— worse than Alexander’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
Why, you might ask?
One of the crews didn’t show up according to schedule. The appliances dropped—wrong vent hood delivered. The faucet arrived and it was all wrong. I ordered another faucet. Wrong again. Drove home to pick up the UPS delivery and bring it back to Bradford. Got there and realized I locked myself out of the house. Picked up the delivery from UPS and it was wrong, too. It was just one of those days and we’ve had very few of those days on this project so I guess we were due a double portion. Received. I’ll pass on the seconds. Thankfully, everyone involved rolled with the punches. And nobody turned on anybody… because that’s what happens when things get super stressful, people start turning on each other and before you know it you’re in a kill or be killed situation. Thankfully, everyone remained calm. Direct yet calm. I can handle that.
Clearly, the past few days have been the most stressful days of the project. And stress takes its toll.
A) It makes me feel (and act) crazy and overwhelmed and sensitive. I cry and I run red lights. True story. Very true story.
B) It makes me ask myself what’s really important about this house?
What’s important has little to do with the actual house and everything to do with the people who walk in and out of its doors. Even more, what’s important is to acknowledge that this house is a gift from God. When I started looking for a house this is not what I was looking for. This is a better than what I could have imagined. My job is, quite simply, to be the steward of this house—to use it for good and not harm, to make it a home for a lot of people, to be a really good neighbor.
All the hustle and bustle of the final week has me thinking about the Scripture we wrote on the door frames of the house. Underneath gray walls and pretty trim are verses—verses that people shared with me, verses that seemed appropriate to me, verses that capture the spirit of this house and the process of building it.
Hosea 6:3 says, Let us acknowledge the LORD; let us press on to acknowledge him. As surely as the sun rises, he will appear he will come to us like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth.” That verse is the banner over this house and the experience of building it.
These are several verses throughout the house. Here are a few of that are written on the door frames:
I will make a covenant of peace with them; it shall be an everlasting covenant with them, and I will give blessings to them and multiply them and will set My sanctuary in the midst of them forevermore. Ezekiel 37:26 (Amplified Bible)
The Lord has been mindful of us; He will bless us… He will bless those who fear the Lord, both small and great. May the Lord give increase more and more… we will bless the LORD From this time forth and forever. Psalm 115: 12-18
Every good giving, and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the lights, with whom is no variation, or shadow of turning. James 1:17 (YLT)
Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates. Deuteronomy 6:5-9