Forged in the fire….
we all who fall short.
Then he said to me, “fear not, Daniel, for from the first day that you set your heart to understand and humbled yourself before God, your words have been heard.” Daniel 10:12
And it’s painful,
And we protest, “I can’t do this!”, arguing with the Almighty as if we have even the remotest possibility of winning the argument, anguished protests in the crucible.
And we fight, and wrestle, the cacophony of our rants casting an eerie caricature of the enemy upon the inner chambers of our hearts. In the light of His Holy presence it mocks our insecurity, looming large…
or seeming to.
Silent screams deafen us to what we most need to hear,
and what He most longs to say, from within…
the greatest intensity.
“Peace be with you; do not fear, you shall not die,” Judges 6:23;
even though it feels as if every breath taken will be our last.
to more and to greater.
And “good tidings of great joy…” Luke 2:10.
Because when all is said and done…
when all is purged and all is forged…
we find more than gold.
After all, isn’t that the crux of the matter?