Brett carried his pile of shirts to be ironed out to the living room. He went downstairs and brought up the ironing board, plugged in the iron, set it to the correct temperature and waited for it to heat up. One by one he picked up his shirts, arranged them on the ironing board and proceeded to use the heat of the iron to remove the wrinkles from the clothing.
I don’t iron nearly as often as Brett. He irons about once a month, I iron maybe once a year. But, I do remember from the times I have ironed that when the iron comes in contact with the fabric it remains too hot to touch for a short amount of time. Even if you haven’t seen where the iron has just been on the clothing, you could figure it out by touching the fabric to see which area remained hot from the heat of the iron.
I wonder if my relationship with God is so close that anyone who comes in contact with me can feel the heat from the iron of God?
But we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord. 2 Corinthians 3:18