“Janie." Grandmother called. "Need your help.” She plunked the silver candlesticks onto the counter by the sink.
“Yuck, those old candlesticks
“These are
Grandmother showed her how to clean the candlesticks. Apply the polish, then buff them.
“They’re beginning to shine.” Janie held up the candlestick.
Finally, the silver free from tarnish, the candlesticks reflected the light. Perfect for their Thanksgiving meal.
“We’re like these candlesticks, Janie. We become tarnished in this world. These candlesticks did nothing to become tarnished. Just stayed in their places and the world around them did the rest. They couldn't clean themselves so--"
"We cleaned them." Janie's brow furrowed. "God cleans us? Like we cleaned the candlesticks?" She tilted her head.
"But I have skin. Besides, cleaning and buffing could hurt."
Grandmother chuckled. "You're right. It's not exciting to be buffed or polished by our Lord, but He is good and merciful. Through circumstances in my life, He buffs and polishes."
"You mean like when I hurt my knee, you cleaned it and put ointment on it. It hurt bad but it healed and didn't get infected."
"Exactly. Wow. Look at these candlesticks. You did a great job, Dumpling. Let's put them on the table to provide light for our Thanksgiving meal."
"Thank you, Grandmother. Turkey with dressing and..."
"All the trimmings." Grandmother chuckled. "I'm so thankful I have such a fabulous helper." She hugged her granddaughter.
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus invites us into His kingdom. He handles our tarnished lives so we can enter with thanksgiving and praise. His truth endures to all generations. That includes you. Won’t you come?