Carpenter Theology

The broken end table peered at me from its place in the corner, leaning drunkenly to the side. We couldn’t put anything on it, and it certainly wasn’t fit to display; a broken leg made sure of that. It wasn’t even ours to begin with.

“Why don’t they just get rid of it?” I asked. Really, I was wondering why we couldn’t just get rid of it. We were waiting for the perfect match of stain, or a certain piece of hardware; I no longer remember which. But I do remember wanting it to be gone.

My husband was more patient. He explained that the table was a precious gift, an inheritance handed down from parent to child. He was willing to wait for the right parts so the small table could be fixed, made new again.

And that’s what he did. He repaired the table, replacing what needed to be replaced, refinishing it so that it gleamed.

That’s what carpenters do.

I don’t think it was by chance that Jesus came as a carpenter. He could have been a shepherd or a fisherman, a merchant or a farmer. But He came as a carpenter.

When we’re broken, we come to Him. He doesn’t toss us out or replace us. He works over us, fixing what’s been broken, buffing out the scuff marks, polishing us until we reflect His image.

That’s what carpenters do.


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2 responses to “Carpenter Theology

  1. Thanks, Chris! I appreciate it. I’ve been enjoying Devotions by Chris for awhile, too.

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