Friday, January 8, 2010

A Fine Home-Builder

I often refer to Builderman in my posts. We’ve been married for 31 years and counting. There’s a lot I love about him. He’s loyal, giving, honest and his strong character makes him utterly trustworthy. He is also the finest builder I’ve ever known.

I’ve always found it fascinating that Jesus was a carpenter. The Greek word “tecton”, used in many of the references to Jesus as a carpenter, actually is more accurately translated as “General Contractor” or “Master of the Craft.” I am an eye-witness to what that means.

Regardless if Builderman is crafting a custom staircase, supervising the many details in acquiring a Certificate of Occupancy on a multi-million dollar home, or crafting a toy for Rosebud, he is functioning as a Master Builder.

When he prays over our family, does acts of kindness for us and works hard as provider and protector, he is excelling as a Master Builder. The demand for fine new homes might be rather lame in the current market, but the true value of a Master Builder will never diminish.

Our children always thought their daddy could fix absolutely anything, and he pretty much can. He excels in common sense and practical knowledge… a very handy guy to have around.

Papa’s Toy Shop is now open for another generation. Rosebud received a train whistle in her stocking at Christmas that amazes me. It has four tones to create a rich chord and a beautiful sound. But we had the most fun when she tested her new swing, hung from a limb of a lovely oak. Nothing was more lovely than her sweet smile...


10 comments:

Tammy@If Meadows Speak... said...

Wow, a Papa toy shop! What special memories. My Hubby is also a handy guy and he builds up my love tank with every project. The image of a carpenter is not often thought of, but boy I'm picturing it now.

Tammy@If meadows speak...

Shelly @ Life on the Wild Side said...

Oh, what a sweet honey cutie girl! Those little lips are just the cutest things.

My dear husband cannot fix anything if his life depended on it. He starts to sweat the minute he gets out the tools (yes, we do own some). But he is gifted in many other ways for which I am grateful. :)

sara said...

what a great guy!!!

and of course those pictures are precious!

My ADHD Me said...

You really are blessed.....so is he.

Your Rosebud is adorable!

Kata Wagner Berg said...

She is adorable!
Lovely cap

Happy to find your blog!
Have a great weekend!

Sassy Granny ... said...

If that darling little Rosebud isn't the picture of all that's good in life, nothing is! She's so cherubic.

How blessed are you and your family to have a God-honoring, "fix anything", hubby/Dad/Granddad in the mix. No doubt you've all thrived - and he too - amidst a noble family.

Blessings,
Kathleen

Protege said...

Your granddaughter is absolutely lovely, the picture are so cute.;)
A beautiful tribute in a poignant post about your handy husband.;)
Have a lovely Saturday,
xo
Zuzana

Pinkshoelady said...

She grows more beautiful everytime you post a picture!

What a beautiful picture of a godly man. You are a blessed woman

Love ya
Pamela

Sharon Lovejoy said...

What a lovely, lovely little pansy-faced sweet girl. I love the picture of her in her swing. (would love to see a pic of the whistle too!)

Sharon Lovejoy Writes from Sunflower House and a Little Green Island

Edie said...

I didn't realize I have missed so much over here lately. Your little Rosebud just gets cuter and cuter!