Today’s Inspiration Station With Rhonnie Scheuerman
Author Harold Hostetler
My wife and I are always amazed at the creativity of our grandsons Konnern , and Brennig, ages eight and sixth. One evening we took them to a fast- food restaurant and, after the meal, bought them soft ice cream cones. They wandered over to another to another booth to sit with a young friend they’d met in the play area. A few minutes later looking closer they returned, licking their cones into some weird shapes. Looking closer I saw that the shapes resembled heads, complete with eyes, nose, mouth and ears!
Where did you get the idea for that? I asked. “Our friend Brenning said through lips, dripping ice cream. “He’s eight”
“Look Konner laughed, holding up his come. “A monster”. The heads;” had taken on a decidedly angry expression which delighted Brennig, who began reshaping his own cone.
The demonstration lasted only briefly while the ice cream proceeded to disappear into grinning mouths. But for those few moments we were all entertained by the deft shaping and reshaping the boys achieved with their tongues. I think God does something like that with us. He won’t settle for leaving us as he found us. As we shorten and become pliable in His presence, He’s able to to wipe out our self-centeredness and hardness of heart and reshape us for His own use, forming in us new attitudes of love and forgiveness.
It’s not time for my life to be set in stone. I want to let the Lord remold me into the shape He desires for me
And I thank my grandsons for a happy graphic demonstration of what it’s live to be in the hands of a loving God