You know people are mad.
We have this quaint little Inn in our town. The Aspen Street Inn. I’m not sure if it has a new owner or if the owner is simply ready for a change, but this week they tore it down.
Right now, the Aspen Street Inn is a pile of wood and cement behind a green construction fence.
And the people walk by and stop and stare and scowl a little and mumble… “This is a town treasure…” “Progress sucks…” “So much for taking care of our town…” “Tree Cooper is the only thing good about our town anymore…” (They may not actually be grumbling that last thing.)
I agree with most of their complaints. I like the historic feel of our town. I like the familiar sight of one of the best breakfast places in town. I would not be offended if things never changed.
My perspective on what is good for the look of this town is deadly when applied to my soul.
I cannot deny that I have grumbled when God begins to tear down some of the icons in my soul. None of us like the “under construction” sign hanging on our hearts.
So where does God stand on tearing down the old and familiar and building the new?
I read Hebrews 8 this morning.
Hebrews 8:7 – “For if that first covenant had been faultless, there would have been no occasion for a second one.”
Hebrews 8:13 – “By saying, a new covenant, He has declared that the first is old. And what is old and aging is about to disappear.”
So how do I deal with the Aspen Street Inn of the soul? What is my reaction to the new in my life; The new planted and watered and grown by God?
Today I want to let go of the pride in the existence of the old things that God is removing from me so He can do something new.
My prayer: Lord, tell me where to put this construction fence.