I don’t know about you, but coffee is a MUST everyday. I couldn’t even tell you the last time I didn’t enjoy a cup of coffee to start my day (even those days that start at noon).

Then there are those days where multiple cups of coffee are required to make it through the day. It was mid-afternoon and I needed a little pick me up. I had my teacher’s aid go down to the teachers’ lounge to make me another cup of coffee. When she came back, I quickly sipped on the rejuvenating deliciousness. However, the day was almost done and I didn’t finish the cup. Instead of dumping the leftover coffee out my cup, I put it up on the windowsill and told myself that I would dump and clean it out tomorrow.

Days went by, and I completely forgot about the half-gone coffee. I had simply let it go. Every day I noticed the cup sitting up on the windowsill; but from what I could see, the cup was completely fine. My bright blue mug looked normal, ready for another cup of coffee. I grabbed the normal, clean on the outside mug (by this point I had completely forgotten that there was any coffee in it), took one look at the inside and was immediately disgusted. I couldn’t believe this completely clean on the outside mug, which was once full of perfectly good coffee to drink from, was now full of molded coffee. That’s right, MOLDED coffee. It was obvious that the cup was not clean, despite how it looked on the outside.

It was time to clean the cup before putting anything else into it. But as I went to clean the cup, God reminded me of some basic truth:

Rachel, you are this cup. Had you cleaned the cup the day you left it, there wouldn’t be this molded mess. But you’ve let weeks go by and now you have a disgusting mess to clean up. Do you see the importance of coming to me everyday? You always need to come to me everyday because if you ignore me, you may appear to be fine on the outside; but on the inside you’re this molded mess. Come to me, and I will make you clean.

Our God sees what’s on the outside and the inside. Those friends who we do life with, the people we work with, the neighbors in our subdivisions, the strangers on the street may see the outside and be fooled by the mold that has grown on the inside. They can’t see it. You look like this perfectly good coffee cup, but on the inside there is mold growing that others can’t see. BUT God, sees the inside of the cup. He sees your heart. He sees how the seemingly perfect outside is only disguising the molded heart on the inside.

We have to be careful. According to James, “each person is tempted when he is lured and enticed by his own desire. Then desire when it has conceived gives birth to sin, and sin when it is fully grown brings forth death.” Temptation doesn’t just become death just like my coffee didn’t turn to mold over night. It can sneak up on us over time. That’s why it’s so important to give the Lord our hearts everyday–to let the Holy Spirit search our hearts to reveal any grievance way inside of us.

The Lord is in the process of making all of us clean. That’s the whole reason why He sent Jesus to die on the cross. God created you with a purpose–to glorify him, but because of our sin {our mold} we are forever separated from God. BUT out of His great love for us, God sent His Son–Jesus–to die for our mold. But thankfully He didn’t just die. Jesus conquered death and the grave that held Him. He is alive and living with God our Father. And His desire is not for us to be a molded cup of coffee, but rather a cup that is daily being cleaned. A cup that doesn’t just want the outside to look good, but a cup that desires to be cleaned on the inside as well.

Don’t ever think your {mold} is too much for God. It’s not. God promises us “the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning” so we can hope in him. We can believe His promises.

Come to Jesus. Be honest about the mold that’s inside of your heart and let God {mold} your heart the way He wants. God is the potter and you are the clay. He can take your molded heart, clean it out and {mold} your heart into something new because you are the work of His hand.

What kind of a molded heart are you?

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{Mold}ed Heart

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