Restored by the Master Restorer

I know people who are car collectors and enjoy tinkering with vintage automobiles, restoring them to their original factory specifications. The paint jobs on some of these “beauties” are outstanding—painted with love and painstaking attention to detail.  Those who care deeply about their hobbies take their time with their projects.  They don’t rush the process of restoration.

That dedication and long-suffering are a picture of our Heavenly Father.  He is dedicated to making us “new” and conforming us to the image of His dear Son, Jesus Christ.  He doesn’t rush the process.  He knows that with patience and perseverance, the finished work will eventually reveal itself.

The rusty bucket of bolts, the dented panels, the faded paint, and the tarnished chrome can all be refined in the hands of the Master Restorer.  Eventually, people begin to notice the changes.  They see something beautiful emerging from what once appeared to be a hopeless wreck, and they may begin to desire the same restoration for their own broken lives.

God brings people into our renewed lives who are also in need of restoration.

He restores us to His intended purpose—to reflect His image, which was marred by the fall of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.  Sin corrupts and ages us in many ways.  It leaves dings in our character, creates fading and sin-baked exterior finishes, and wears out our tires as we travel over the potholes of sin on the wide road that leads to destruction.

But God offers us a complete makeover.  The old, decrepit wreck can become a new creation when we place our broken and battered souls into the hands of the Master Restorer.

God makes all the difference when we trust Him with the restoration process.  He patiently works out the dents, repairs the damage, and fills our blemished places with the healing balm of His grace and mercy.

We can shine like new after being renewed through the transformation of the new birth.

Jesus provided this promise when He died on the cross for our redemption.  Because of His sacrifice, we don’t have to remain the wreckage that sin has made us.

Thanks be to God that He doesn’t throw us onto the heap of incorrigible wrecks and says, “There’s no hope for this one.”

I was that wreck.

I was a broken-down life headed for the garbage heap of discarded and forgotten things. But God saw something worth restoring.  He rescued me from the garbage can of broken pieces and I found myself in the hands of the Master Restorer.

And He is still restoring me.

Written by,

Papa Boyd