Thursday, 21 February 2013

A work in progress

I am a work in progress.
I am not finished yet.
I am, so far, incomplete.
There are still bits missing.

Problems persist.
The manufacturer is aware 
and has promised to fix them
but it might take time.

Thorough testing is taking place
but some bugs remain.
Certain functions are not yet available
but the upgrade is coming soon.

Some parts are already worn out
and a few have never worked well
 the chief engineer has promised
that all will soon run smoothly.

 The manufacturer's instructions 
have not been followed to the letter.
But this does not seem 
to have invalidated the guarantee.

I am better than I was
and not as good as I will be.
Many more tweaks are planned
and it isn't always easy.

The creator has infinite patience.
and it's a good job,
because sometimes I choose to malfunction
and sabotage the repairs.


I am a top quality piece of equipment
and at full capacity no other model
can perform as well as I.
He keeps on making improvements.

I need to keep coming for a service
and listening carefully.
 Being open to modification
and not thinking I know better.

Despite my faults and breakdowns
my creator loves me.
He knows me inside and out.
He knows what will go wrong next.

He knows when I'm coming back
and he welcomes me.
Even when I don't want to be worked on
he handles me with care.

He sees that I am broken
but still finds me beautiful.
He loves me as I am
but wants the best that I can be.

There will come a day 
when he doesn't send me out again
but polishes me for the last time.
 I will shine like never before.

That will be my last visit to the workshop.
I will finally be fixed.
No more repairs.
All will be as it should be.




Edited and reposted from March 2011
Running smoothly sometimes, grinding to a halt at others. 
No stranger to the workshop.


Image:
tools_002.jpg
by click.
From Morguefile.com, used with permission.

11 comments:

  1. Yes, in progress. Sometimes I am oblivious to my brokenness and want to ignore what needs fixing, and other times, I am amazed He would bother with something so clearly dysfunctional. So glad He sees and knows better than I.

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  2. Ah that's so clever:-) really enjoyed this one Helen. Keep up the hard work:-)

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    1. Thanks, Rowena. I shall keep on keeping on.

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  3. Beautifully expressed, Helen. A word we can all relate to. The workshop references add humour and insight into the process of being perfected. I love the optimism in being re-worked and refurbished as necessary and the knowledge that one day we will shine for God in all our brightness, radiating His glory back to Him. Another lovely piece of work from a woman who radiates His grace far more than she will ever know. Blessings :) xx

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    1. Thank you, Joy. What a lovely thing to say.
      There'll be a day when we shine indeed. Nothing will hurt and energy will never run out. Bless you for your kind encouraging words.

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  4. Helen, This is delightful. So clever and pithy. Thank you!
    Ben

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  5. Helen, This is delightful. So clever and pithy. Thank you for bringing it out again for us new readers.
    Ben

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    1. Thank you Ben. Thanks for visiting!

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  6. Thats nice! I like this poem.

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    1. Thank you! Thanks for coming and taking the trouble to comment. :-)

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