Chipping away at my frame, making me more like Him.

The Lord will do whatever it takes to make me like Him…

 

The felling

Chip, chip, chip…

The woodcutter patiently chipped away at the trunk of the tree,

With the plan of felling it and cutting it into pieces

The chips gradually turned into steady chops,

And the tree began to creak.

Suddenly, with a huge crash, the tree was on the ground.

And the woodcutter could now cut it into pieces

I am the tree, and the Lord is the woodcutter.

I wonder what He is going to do next!

Will He continue chipping away at my frame?

Making me more like Him?

 

The separating

The woodcutter began to chip, no – chop again,

Cutting the huge trunk into pieces.

One by one, he put the pieces into neat piles,

Some big, some medium-sized, and some small.

The job was tiring, and the woodcutter was exhausted,

But he kept going because he needed to pick out the best pieces for sale.

I am the tree being cut into pieces,

Because the best parts of me need to be put aside,

And the undesirable parts disposed of.

It’s a painful process because I don’t want to lose any of my parts,

But the Lord continues with the separation.

I hate it, and I resist it strongly, but finally, I give in.

I let Him continue chipping away at my frame,

Making me more like Him.

 

The carving

So there I was, the best part of me selected from many other pieces.

The Lord was not satisfied, though, and decided to chip away until I was perfect.

Oh, how it hurt!

With His sharp tools, the Lord chipped away at my hopes and dreams,

Chopping off things I liked, loved, and believed I could not live without.

But He chipped them off anyway,

So that I looked just the way He wanted me to.

Once again, I resisted the process.

I didn’t enjoy the pain, as I wanted things my way.

The Lord, however, continued chipping away at my frame,

Making me more like Him.

 

The final product

The Lord looked at me, pleased with the work He had done.

I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that I looked different.

The rough edges were gone,

And the scars were smoothed over.

I no longer walked with the weight of sin on my shoulders,

Because He had chipped them away.

My heart felt lighter,

And I was full of gratitude to the Lord.

I knew I had not done anything to deserve what He had done for me.

He didn’t have to make me more like Him

But He chose to do so.

 

Lord, I am so grateful that you chose me,

To be someone who becomes more like you every day.

And I am so glad that you continue chipping away at my frame,

Making me more like You.

Isaiah 64:8 “And yet, O Lord, you are our Father.

We are the clay, and you are the potter.

We all are formed by your hand.” (NLT)

 

 

Hi, everyone! Thanks again for stopping by and reading this week’s blog! The chipping, pruning and perfecting season is never easy, but when we look at the big picture – becoming more like Christ – it is worth the pain! Please share this article with someone who needs to read it, and I look forward to reading your comments below. Have a blessed week ahead!