With each burn
With each scald
I become refined through my Refiner’s fire
Fine like gold
Pain endured all for His glory
The journey isn’t over
The story hasn’t come to an end
This is where it begins
What do I carry in my spirit?
Am I 5 ft 9 inches of little, or worse, no capacity?
Am I morbidly obese on the inside
Or do I merely speak and orders are changed?
Do I stand when the winds blow
Or do I wobble to the left or right
Neither here nor there?
Am I just 5 ft 9 inches of uncertainty
Or is there more within?
Learning that each trying time was intended for my good, not
to hurt me
Learning that all the pain was for my benefit, not to my
detriment or destruction
Learning that until I pass that one peculiar test, according
to Your standards and purpose...
Until I am truly ready and certified by You
Before I can come a little bit closer to my destiny
Lord, humble me and just tell me what to do
I’ll do it
No matter how long
No matter what it takes
I will
It will not be easy, pain and challenges are certain
But I will
Just take me THERE
Here’s the thing though
I’m as fragile as porcelain
Breaking under every crack
Until I am ready to be THERE
Until my mind, body, spirit and soul are ready to be THERE
Before I can proceed to enter therein
My spirit doesn’t have the strength and capacity to cushion
the pains and tests that THERE bring
So until I get THERE
I wait
I burn
I press in
I press forward
THERE will be right there
Waiting for me
