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"The Revealing"

Read Daniel 2:22

Betty enjoyed being surprised about her baby’s gender when she gave birth back in the 70s … first she had a boy. Then another. Then a third. All unexpected marvels.

But she did not enjoy the surprise four decades later when her husband Arthur gave birth to a turn signal lever from a 1963 Thunderbird.

The seven-inch metal lever had impaled Arthur’s arm in a horrific car accident years before. His life-threatening injuries took precedence over a little arm discomfort, so the embedded metal wasn’t discovered. Over time, a protective pocket grew around the lever and Arthur went about his normal life, unaware of his strange bedfellow.

Then one day a courthouse visit mysteriously set off the metal detector. X-rays revealed a slender object, a little longer than a pencil, stuck in Arthur’s arm. Hey, if it’d been inflamed, do you think they’d have called it Arthur-itis? (Tee Hee!)

Okay. Onward.

There are times when we’re all surprised at things stuck inside of us. Maybe not rusty T-Bird pieces, but other things. Ugly things like envy (I wish my job paid as well as hers), jealousy (my sister’s skinny little bohunkus is SO not fair!), or resentment (I will never forget that horrible thing my husband said to me ten years ago).

We can just go on day after day, unaware of the ugliness festering deep inside, infecting our hearts. Or we can ask Papa God to X-ray our souls and reveal the foreign objects that need removing. The choice is ours.

Additional Elements:
BFF (Blessed Friends Forever) prayer: Great Physician, search me and reveal buried ugliness that needs to be excised. I’m sick of being sick. I’m itching to be healthy.

Digging Deeper: Read 2 Thessalonians 2:3