Sometimes when I unload the dishwasher, I will notice a cup hasn’t been completely cleaned out. So I run it through again. If it happened to be a cup that came from one of my teen’s bedrooms, it may require more than a washing…it may need a soaking.
There are times my heart feels just like that cup. I bring it before the Lord and I ask Him to cleanse it. I know that He does his part, just like the dishwasher does. He washes me clean. But sometimes there is still some residue left.
If I’m lucky it will take just another outpouring of my heart before Him and I can finally say that my heart is clean. But other times, just like that cup, the stubborn stains of my heart needs to be soaked in His Spirit.
When I think back to before I was a Christian, I am amazed at some of the things from my past that I was able to bring before the Lord and receive an immediate cleansing from.
I’m talking significant issues here. I’m referring to what we as humans might consider as “big” sins.
Then there are the things in my heart that somehow seem less significant, yet have gone through His cleansing time and time again…yet the residue of that sin remains. I have learned that it just means I need more than a rinse and wash cycle. My heart needs a good soaking.
These are the times I don’t receive an instantaneous answer to my heartfelt prayers of change. I likely won’t be able to give a date in which it happened. Over time, the soaking of His Spirit begins to break away the residue.
The thing I am still learning with all of this is patience. Not necessarily with God but with myself. It is so easy to feel frustrated at what the inside of my heart looks like.
In the end, I’m so thankful He doesn’t rush the process. At some point my heart will shine and reflect the beauty of His Holy Spirit.
Photo above by monip in MorgueFile