I was thinking recently how some came to Jesus with a mixed up cube and Jesus took that disorientation and desperation and within in moments helped line everything up with all the colors in the right spot. They came with disease, sexual immorality, illness, hunger, demons, and complete disbelief. When they walked away they had met the ultimate Savior and their lives had been taken from distraction, disillusion, and disaster to grace, mercy, and love. The goal of Jesus wasn't to take away pain and destruction from the world. The goal of Jesus was to bring light into the darkness of those things so that God could be glorified.
However, there were others that came to Jesus with a perfectly solved cube. They approached Jesus with a "perfect" life. They had their theology, lifestyle, or wealth figured out and expected a commendation from Jesus. And as they begin to show off their perfectly solved cube, Jesus takes it in his hand mixes it all up and hands it back. The goal of Jesus wasn't to commend the perfect. The goal of Jesus was to turn hearts to the perfect God.
Sometimes I bring Jesus my cube and he solves it, other times I'm humbled at what he returns to me. The one thing I do know is that every time I am changed.