As I was washing dishes tonight, I decided to oil my butcher block table/counter. It's gotten a little dry where we cut vegi's and bread.
In order to prepare it to receive the oil, I have to scrub it to get off any excess food that's dried on there. So I got out my little green scrubby, wet it, and starting scouring the surface. When I was finished, I dried it with the white towel I had draped over my shoulder. Bad idea. The towel soaked up all the extra dirt left by my scrubbing.
After it was completely dry, I poured on the mineral oil generously and took a paper towel and spread it around. I made extra sure more oil was slathered on the dry places. Then I left the wood to soak up all the extra oil.
Where's the life lesson?
We are like the dry wood, dirty and thirsty. And God is the oil. Unlike the counter, we don't have to get ourselves cleaned up before God pours out his healing touch on our lives. If we did, none of us would experience that glorious feeling.
Sometimes, though, just like my scouring of the counter, God needs to pay extra attention to an area in our lives that is dirty. The sin in our lives clogs up the pores and won't allow Holy Spirit access. The pores need to be scrubbed.
Hebrews 12:11(NLT) says, "No discipline is enjoyable while it is happening—it’s painful! But afterward there will be a peaceful harvest of right living for those who are trained in this way."
"No discipline is enjoyable...BUT afterward there will be a peaceful harvest of right living..." Oh to have that peaceful harvest. It doesn't come easy however. *sigh*
Just like my counter will soak in the oil I applied, so must we too rest in his healing touch, and wait for Holy Spirit to fill all the empty and dry places in our lives.
PS. If you get anything out of these little life lessons, please comment and let me know. It's hard sometimes to pour out my heart, wondering if anyone is even reading. Thanks.
Ps 91 (NKJV)
3 Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler, and from the perilous pestilence.4 He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler.5 You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day,6 nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday.