I come from a long line of “fixer-uppers”, those who would make do or do without, fix it up, not throw it out. When I was a little girl I believed there was nothing my Granddad Blaine couldn’t fix. When I got older I discovered it was pretty much true. It might not have always looked pretty (he was very resourceful with his materials on hand) but it did the job. A product of the depression, he was far from belonging to our throw-away society.
My parents were also very good at taking an unwanted object and making it into something great. My favorite was a beautiful red wagon complete with butterfly stickers. My friends and I would push each other around in that wagon for hours and decorate it up and have parades down the sidewalk. It was years later that I discovered that they had bought it very used and completely redid it. Such love on a budget.
My Grandma Peggy and Granddad took more than one person into their home to stay and befriended neighbors with meals and errand running and helped many with fix it projects. My Grandpa Ray ( who had his own business of fixing for many years) was always ready to share the little they had with someone else. I remember one Christmas when a family member was telling of someone needing a washing machine. My Grandpa thought a minute and said, “Marge, maybe we should give them ours.” My Grandma sat in silence for a moment and then replied, “But how would we wash our clothes!”.
Although they knew how to fix things, I was blessed that those around me valued people more. It’s easy to throw out something that is broken rather than fix it but the reward, financial and otherwise, is greater when we don’t. How much greater is it with people. Many in our society tends to use things and people and are eager to throw both out when they are done.
Just because something or someone is broken doesn't mean we throw them out.
I want to see people as Jesus does, see them for who they can be while loving them as they are. I want to value things less and people more. I want to fix up the things I have and point societies "throw-aways" to the One who redeems and restores. I want the hurting and broken to know they have value and worth. I want those who have made mistakes to know that no mistake is so great that they are unworthy of God’s love. I want them to know there is a hope and a future.
I want them to know the greatest “Fixer-upper” of all…
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