I'm In A Vacuum
I need my son. Since David was about 4 years old (now 26), he could take things apart and put them back together like no one I have ever seen. Even his father would reluctantly hand over pieces of whatever (after reading "some assembly required") just to see what little David could do with it. He just has a knack.
So, here I sit with a dirty dusty rug but now spotlessly clean vacuum...pieces. The utensils and attachments are just as shiny and pretty too, spread out all over the floor. But they're unfortunately useless until I can find the manual. Humpty Dumpty comes to mind...
It occurred to me that in order for me to clean, you first should have a good clean "in working order" vacuum cleaner. But to clean the vacuum cleaner and filter before actually cleaning, seems a bit redundant. I need a clean vacuum cleaner to clean. (huh?)
I personally have been dissected and taken apart before, literally, piece by broken piece. Once I stood in a "not-so-pure-and-righteous" state before my heavenly Father. Dirty. Filthy. The dismantling of the vacuum cleaner today brought back some crazy memories for me, where if it wasn't for the "manual" I wouldn't be posting this. You probably already know what manual I'm referring to. It's the one that says, "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me..". My filter was dense with past particles of sin, distance and a bad spirit. I'm just glad that some how, some way, I allowed the Master Tech to put me back together.
In order now to clean or extend the hand of helps to others, you must first be clean. Call on the Savior. He can put you back together. It's amazing to see how He does this, every time.
As for mechanical objects that have been dismantled and need reassembling - call David.