Every city has its own Summer traditions. Annual recurrences that announce that Summer has finally arrived, school is finally out, and that the sun will claim longer hours of the day. Some cities hold festivals on the first day of summer, other have strawberry pie baking contests; Montreal welcomes the summer by the soothing sounds of a drill and the breaking-in of new potholes. Hellish way to recover from the winter but home is where the heart lies regardless of the disappointing road conditions.
There seems to be no shortage of “detour” signs due to road closures, gravel replaces smooth asphalt and driving in any direction is an exercise in patience and/or futility. A necessary evil? Yes. How else will the roads be repaired in time to be destroyed again by the snow storms? Montreal roads are in perpetual search for rejuvenation, like an aging Hollywood starlet injecting the latest Botox treatment to fill in the gaps.
Other than the roads, the construction industry goes into overdrive to complete the hundreds of projects that get delayed during the winter and spring weather fiascoes. Especially in downtown Montreal. I can’t walk 20 steps in any direction without seeing a “closed for renovations” or “closed for construction” sign.
I often wish I could go around with a “closed for renovations” sign around my neck. Imagine what that would entail? People have less expectations of any establishment that is “closed for renovation”. They realize that the product is yet to be completed and that whatever is showing, at the present time, should not be judged, yet. If I had such a sign around my neck, maybe I would lower my own expectations of myself. Maybe I would realize that I am a work in progress and that the finished product takes a lifetime.
What construction season makes me realize, other than my increasing dislike of detours (I like straight lines and I get lost easily) is God’s patience towards my shortcomings and needed repairs. He is as loving towards me whether I am a work in progress or a finished masterpiece. For Him, my construction/renovation phase can last a lifetime instead of just one season and I would remain His daughter, every step of the way, potholes and all. And for me, that is a road worth travelling, every day.
Ephesians 3:17-19 “And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge— that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
Other posts about God’s mercy: https://www.mireillemishriky.com/seashells-and-gods-mercy/
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