“Better is the end of a thing than its beginning.” [Ecclesiastes 7:8 (ESV)]
I admit that in the grand scheme of life, the placement of a septic tank should be a minor consideration. But when I arrived at our cabin in Alabama and discovered that a new tank had been put in our front yard, I was distraught. There on the grass-covered drive that wound around the front of my “place of peace,” two large, ugly green lids rose a foot aboveground.
How could my eyes ever get past such ugliness to rest on the lake beyond? Was the sacred space where my father before us had watched the sunset spoiled forever?
The more I thought about this terrible intrusion, the more agitated I became. It was an eyesore. The grassy drive was useless. I couldn’t let go of my discontent.
And then one day a pile of boards appeared.
“I’m building a deck over the septic tank,” David announced. “A deck?”
Soon, he was hard at work, digging footings, measuring and sawing boards, setting posts. The structure rose up over the tank and quickly became a part of the landscape.
I bought four red lawn chairs and arranged them on the finished deck.
“This is the most perfect spot I’ve ever seen for viewing the sunset,” a friend exclaimed as we sat watching the explosion of color dancing across the lake.
“Yes, it is,” I answered, casting David a mischievous smile. “We call it our ‘sunset deck.’
Father, Your love never fails as You turn bad into good. [Pam Kidd]
Digging Deeper: John 16:20; Romans 14:19 [Daily Guidepost]
