“I will show you what someone is like who comes to me, hears my words, and acts on them. That one is like a man building a house, who dug deeply and laid the foundation on rock; when a flood arose, the river burst against that house but could not shake it, because it had been well built.
Luke 6:47-48 NRSV
The hands of a construction worker usually show the wear and tear of daily use. Seldom is a good worker without a bruise under the fingernail, the silent badge of handwork. In grief, you are similarly bruised under your emotional exterior. You perhaps put on figurative gloves to protect yourself from contact, commitment, or the inevitable march of progress through your life. As with a physical bruise, the injury of grief usually improves over time. When you are ready to begin, you roll up your sleeves and do the hands-on work of rebuilding your structure. Personal growth propels your project forward as gradually you build, carefully placing one block of experience upon the last. Your self-renewal project takes form and shape. An improved structure emerges from the building materials of grief. The work is messy and dirty, but construction is always productive.
God, you are the master carpenter. I come to you ready to rebuild, ready to act on your words of instruction. May I dig deeply from within and lay my foundation on your rock. Amen.
Completing the hard work of reconstruction requires my aptitude and commitment.