THREE ANGELS BROADCASTING NETWORK DEVOTIONAL
My Summer Job.

By Greg Morikone December 29th, 2025

“But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass 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 (KJV)

The hot summer sun beat down on my sweat-drenched face as I stood on the bank of a green, moss-covered pond. Dragonflies darted and hovered over the water, beating their tiny wings, seemingly to stir up the thick, humid air.​

I tugged again at my chest-high waders, took a breath of fresh air, firmly grasped my shovel, and stepped into the black, slimy water. As the stench of the pond engulfed me, I had new misgivings about my summer job. As I rooted about with my shovel in the thick murky water, searching for the old sewage treatment pipes, I had to keep the gag down in my throat as I breathed wave after wave of horrific-smelling air.

When I came out of the pond that first day, I felt like the dirtiest person on earth. I used plenty of cleaning solution that day on myself and my tools, but as the weeks went by I found myself wading into the pond without hesitation. The smell didn’t seem so bad, and the water didn’t seem so slimy.

All summer long, a nagging question lurked in my mind. Had the pond changed? No, I had! Because of my daily association with what had at first seemed so loathsome and dirty, now it didn’t seem quite as bad.

By beholding we become changed. But thank God this principle works both ways! By beholding sin, it begins to seem less detestable; but by beholding Jesus, we become more like Him!
THREE ANGELS BROADCASTING NETWORK DEVOTIONAL My Summer Job. By Greg Morikone December 29th, 2025 “But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass 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 (KJV) The hot summer sun beat down on my sweat-drenched face as I stood on the bank of a green, moss-covered pond. Dragonflies darted and hovered over the water, beating their tiny wings, seemingly to stir up the thick, humid air.​ I tugged again at my chest-high waders, took a breath of fresh air, firmly grasped my shovel, and stepped into the black, slimy water. As the stench of the pond engulfed me, I had new misgivings about my summer job. As I rooted about with my shovel in the thick murky water, searching for the old sewage treatment pipes, I had to keep the gag down in my throat as I breathed wave after wave of horrific-smelling air. When I came out of the pond that first day, I felt like the dirtiest person on earth. I used plenty of cleaning solution that day on myself and my tools, but as the weeks went by I found myself wading into the pond without hesitation. The smell didn’t seem so bad, and the water didn’t seem so slimy. All summer long, a nagging question lurked in my mind. Had the pond changed? No, I had! Because of my daily association with what had at first seemed so loathsome and dirty, now it didn’t seem quite as bad. By beholding we become changed. But thank God this principle works both ways! By beholding sin, it begins to seem less detestable; but by beholding Jesus, we become more like Him!
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