A ceiling light globe filled with water is never a good sign! I think I just stopped in my tracks, not really believing what I was seeing. It didn’t take long however for the snapping and popping and steady buzz of electricity bouncing off moisture to register, and I quickly turned the light off.
I know nothing about leaks or electricity, only enough to realize emptying the globe of resting water or a simple plumbing fix wasn’t going to take care of the problem.
The issue went much deeper. We needed a total renovation, not a quick fix.
As much as I have been wanting an update for years, I know renovations rarely go as planned, especially where water damage is concerned, and this was no exception. Where there is water, there is mildew and stench and ….ewe! The more we tore away, the larger the problem and the odor grew.
We ripped away layer by layer, and my husband calmly assessed each phase, preparing himself along the way. We weren’t talking about replacing just tile. We were looking at replacing the walls, a compromised tub and the flooring beneath. I could feel myself becoming more and more overwhelmed at the mounting issues.
How is it this damage has been growing for so many years, and we did not see it?
The truth is there were cracks and crevices which compromised the integrity of the walls and over time, the foundation also. What appeared fine from the outside was decaying on the inside.
I think of those places in my own life…the places that look fine and acceptable on the outside. The ones when viewed closely have compromised integrity and even the foundation.
Where I’ve compromised values for the sake of peace
Where I’ve rationalized choices for the sake of comfort
Where I’ve justified thoughts for sake of self-protection
If we are honest, we can all identify those places in our heart, our relationships and our overall life which have gone unnoticed and even neglected. It doesn’t take long for us pinpoint places we’ve spent great effort covering and plugging for the sake of fine and acceptable. And if we dare to peel away the layers, we soon have clear sight of the leaks we’ve allowed to seep through the cracks and crevices of our foundation.
I want to live authentically. I want to do whatever it takes to make sure my inside matches up with my outside. I don’t want to go the way of self-protection or peace or comfort if it means sacrificing growth and integrity and courage.
And I don’t want to just patch up the leaks or paint over the stains. Who really wants to live like that?
I’d rather invite God into those dark, secret places where dampness threatens to destroy and corrosion chips away at my core. So the renovation is real and powerful and lasting. I’d rather dig in deep and do the work necessary to restore whatever’s been broken, even it if means removing layer by layer by layer. I’d rather invite God into my soul-holes.
Because that’s when real beauty shines. And that’s where a life multiplies and thrives…standing tall and strong like an oak. Never giving way to the relentless forces of nature and will.
It takes great resolve to search out the cracks and crevices which compromise a life. But it takes greater resolve to stand by and ignore what is screaming to be free.
Better to choose the way of intention and renovate now instead of facing ruin later…
For the sake of a legacy~