From Mere Christianity, by C. S. Lewis:
Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you know that those jobs need doing and so you are not surprised. But presently he starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is He up to?
The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of - throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to live in it Himself.
Love ya'll.
Shelli
God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Life is God's novel. Let him write it.
~Isaac Bashevis Singer
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