"Tool Time" invokes images of Tim Allen misusing and mishandling tools with hilarious abandon, and when the one craftsman in the room, Richard Karn ("Al Borland"), is asked if he wants to give it a try, he shakes his head and deadpans, "I don't think so, Tim."
On a sitcom, we laugh to see tools misused. In real life, we usually bleed.
We are the autonomous tools of God's creation. We function one of three ways. First, we can run the machine apart from the directions. You can consider this the dude that ends up in the ER or worse. In the end, these are those who have rejected God outright. They might get away with the rejection of the directions, but ultimately, their warranty will lapse. For eternity.
Second, we can follow the directions begrudgingly, always seeking ways to circumvent the directions thinking in the end that we know a better way to operate the machine. This is the one who truly knows their Savior, but when they see Him face to face, they will have the scars, not of service, but of selfishness.
Last of all, we can submit to the Master Craftsman. This is the One who made the tools and knows best how they are operated. He aches for us to let Him have His way in our lives, to wield us as He sees fit.
This lesson has been thrust in my face time and time again this past month. When that happens, I suspect it's a point I've been missing that I need to be getting. This linked article brought the lesson home in spades. Below the article within the reader's comments, notice the second comment, the one posted by "Cheryl D." That lady gets it.
I pray that I would.
Monday, June 2, 2008
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