Missing the Mark
I envy people with remodeling, home improvement, general construction skills. I realize jealousy leads to lusting and coveting but try not to let it get that far. I just want it to be as easy as folks with these skills make it seem because for me any thing involving a nail, screw driver, saw, or other tool is anything but easy.
My wife and I are in the middle of redoing our small farm/cottage home we moved into last December. One of the many projects we’re working on is redoing an old shed and transforming it into a green house.
As I worked on this job today I was putting wall materials in place. Finding the wall stud is hard for me. I’ve watched videos, used contraptions, measured and marked but for some reason I usually end up with too many nail/screw holes near the stud but not actually into it.
As I stared at those familiar holes today I thought about how often I’ve missed the mark in other areas of my life. Places where I actually have some skills still bear the scars of mess ups, mistakes, missed opportunities, wrong words and actions said and done in haste or with malice and forethought.
The non-skilled handy man’s best friend is wall putty. For other areas of life humility, repentance and honesty can fix a lot of damage when we miss the mark.