They’ve taken the floor off the porch.
Bare.
Exposed beams and 26 years of darkness.
Rags, pans, leaves all brought to light.
Accumulated through the years.
Like our sins.
Hidden where no one can see.
Private.
Yet choking.
Holding you in bondage.
While you wallow in the dark.
It isn’t until the exposure that the cleaning; the healing, can begin.
The light transcends the darkness .
It shatters what was.
There is relief when the dark is illuminated.
Hiding takes work.
Much to conceal.
In the revealing is the grace.
The area is cleaned and closed in again.
The boards placed are beautiful.
The old taken away so the new can come in.
Our old life is gone.
It will never be the same.
It shouldn’t be.
We are being renewed.
Transformed each day into the likeness of Christ.
2 Corinthians 3:18
And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory,
are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory,
which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.
