POEM: THE RESTORER

THE RESTORER

To restore - it’s an intentional process, a careful commission… To see - dream.

Have vision for… to see beyond, beneath to uncover what is hidden - what was forgotten.

To restore - it’s patient work…

An interruption of the ordinary - a priority - HIGH on His agenda to transform the unacceptable, the broken, even the “functional” and damaged.

To restore - it’s a prepared work…

A decision to strip it down to bare-bones. A messy process of upheaval, removing layer upon layer that’s been built up over time. Worn. Worn out.

Sometimes even a painful undoing until eventually - rawness - so that He can begin the work of restoration and even then… He works on…and on…and on.

Such care, such attention to detail; He is The Master of His Craft - with excitement in His eyes He stands back - because before Him a better version is underway.

He doesn’t tire, His resources never run dry. He is fully satisfied in His glorious goodness and kindness that behold - His vision is coming to life!

Piece-by-piece, layer-upon-layer He ADDS gazing at every angle, with a rhythm and intentionality to finish what He started.

And then… He puts down his tools. The work is complete.

Time, time - the time was worth it. It was all worth it. He deemed you worthy of His time… His energy and attention. Because - His outcome is better, not just repaired but fully restored from the inside out - ready for a NEW season… Ready to be used, ready to be more. More valuable and valued. He admires his handiwork - excellent. More beautiful.

THE RESTORER…

MEGAN SLABBERT