It Takes Time
How He Loves by David Crowder
I would dearly love to go with my first choice and quote every word of these amazing lyrics and give full credit to the creator(s), but due to my understanding of copyright laws I feel compelled to choose to quote only the song title and artist.
There are several items on the honey-do list in my family: install a ceiling fan in the bedroom, repaint the living room, finishing the trim around the shower, removing some cabinetry where the refrigerator goes so ours doesn’t need to sit in the dining room anymore, repair our back porch steps. This list keeps getting longer. Last year the paint in the living room had not started peeling. By next year, who knows what new repairs will be needed.
Maintenance takes work. Without it, things will continue to deteriorate. Eventually our house would turn into blight and need completely knocked down and obliterated. Then it will be gone.
Maybe regrets are similar. Everyone probably has regrets: things that we wish we didn’t do, consequences we have to live with. Sometimes we deal with it–change our thinking, ask for forgiveness, allow grace to wash it away, and so on. And sometimes we don’t acknowledge it or seek change. We get comfortable with our regrets, maybe even enjoying our role as victim. We spend all our time building it back up, maintaining it so it cannot deteriorate. Maybe regrets wouldn’t still be with us if we stopped spending our time maintaining them.
To rephrase the lyric into a popular saying these days, “Ain’t nobody got time fo’ that!”
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