Four years ago, our family began construction on our new house. June 26th, 2002, was when a few of us older guys, shovels in hand, started working on digging the footings for our house. That sweltering summer day was the beginning of the one-and-a-half-year adventure that was building this house.
We learned so much during the construction process. We obviously learned a lot of valuable construction skills, but more importantly we learned to lean all the more on our awesome God. The series of miracles, doors opening, and things just working out never ceased, as God was with us every step of the way. There is absolutely no way that I would be sitting here in my attic room, a good 35 feet above where the footings lie, without God’s hand. It was truly amazing how God had orchestrated so many different things throughout this marathon project. God is faithful.
Without further ado (by the way, I used to think it was further “adieu,” but not so), here are a few pictures from the first of many, many days on the job. I (and the rest of my brothers) were just learning on the fly, and the learning would go on for another year-and-a-half.
I can’t believe it’s been four years already. What an experience the whole project was. Wow. It’s pretty humbling to realize God’s awesome power and just how helpless we would be if we relied on our own feeble efforts to get things done.
Unless the LORD builds the house,
its builders labor in vain.
Unless the LORD watches over the city,
the watchmen stand guard in vain.