Molded

There is some contstruction work going on around my school. The school decided for some reason that the old lights in the parking lot and on the sidewalks needed to be completely uprooted and replaced. I was walking past one of the areas where a new concrete pedestal was wet and setting within its mold. It was covered in filth and excess concrete and looked so ugly and I thought That's not going to turn out at all. About 40 feet up the sidewalk, I passed by another filthy, concrete-covered mold. This one was different, it was broken and tossed aside from the creation that laid within. It was the concrete base of a light post in pristine condition! Whether this was my own deduction or God speaking to me, (I doubt it as me..) I heard/thought Look what perfect geometry and texture came out of such an ugly mold!

Basically, it dawned on me that we may hate who we are now and disagree with what God is doing with us. But really, we don't see what we're being made into. We just see the mold on the outside and whatever messes goes along with it. When that mold is removed, we can be something beautiful.

Blessings!