Wednesday, August 20, 2014

The Crucible and Flame


We pray He shields them from the flames
And keeps all harm away.
We ask that they be spared the pain
That we felt in our day.
 
We hope the children we gave birth,
And those we love so well,
Will never have to face the heat
Of their own private hell.
 
Yet it is in the crucible
That silver’s purged of dross.
And metal finds its strength within
The forge’s fiery gloss.
 
So let us pray they face the flames,
And come through them alright;
Let them not be warped by its heat,
But burnished by its light.
 
Psalm 12:6
And the words of the Lord are flawless, like silver purified in a crucible, like gold refined seven times.

Both the photo and the inspiration for this praise come from my dear friend TAF, who has blessed me in so many ways. 

No comments:

Post a Comment