So I eventually put together the guitar kit. It turned out to be more of a prototype for a later guitar build. It was a chance to learn a lot. Here it is:

More like here it was! It really was finished at one time. I stripped this thing down and started over at least a dozen times and it's torn apart, sanded down and waiting for me out in the garage even now as I write.

I've had a great time with it. It was frustrating as heck at times because I would think I had it jee-ust perfect, I'd be so busy thinking about the oooh's and ahhh's to come, that I'd chip the finish or scratch it with the one hand that I wasn't using to pat myself on the back. But that is one way the Lord is faithful to deal with me. He says pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall. He won't let me get to far out on the leash. It happens to me all the time. I get some victory and I try to take credit for it and seriously, within hardly any time at all, it all crumbles into something I don't even want to admit I had anything to do with (which, is evidence of more pride).

When I get all fleshy, which is more often than I care to admit, I want to look good. I want to be somehow special. I want to be respected for what I can do. Even though Apart form me you can do nothing (note the red text). So, it really only serves me right when I'm congradulating myself on what a skilled carpenter I am, that I cut not one, not two... not three...BUT FOUR cedar boards too short. Yeah, that happened today. So, the Lord had my attention. Thank You for the Reality Therapy.

Thank you Jesus, that You work in and through me, and that everything that I am, do, have, belongs to You and is made possible through You. And when I wander off on my own you break me in love to bring me back.

God is really good to me.