in the refining fire you rise



“Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations: That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ:” 1 Peter 1:6-7

My dear friends, to those of you as I am who are in the fiery heat of God’s refining fire, the smoke so thick you feel you cannot see which is yet an opportunity to learn to walk by faith, may this little piece the Spirit of God placed inside my heart minister to you and encourage you to press on in the Lord. Let us rejoice in Jesus Christ even as God leads us through the refining fire. This was written in the midst of the fire. . .

You take me through the fire

Where it’s so hot

I feel that I could melt

But in the midst of the fiery flames oh Lord

You take me into your arms

You teach me your ways

You keep me from the heat

You hold me in the cool gentle healing salve

Of your love and mercy

Oh through the fire my God

I cry out to you and you don’t give me the answers I want

You give me the answer I need

You don’t give me the stuff I long for

Instead you give me the best of all

As you refine me, my faith to you more precious than gold

I am to you precious, my Father and King,

You who fearfully and wonderfully made me

In the thick of the smoke and the raging fire,

You show me the greatest gift of all my Lord

Isn’t that you make me more like you

In the midst of the flames

As though that in itself is not enough

To reveal your glory oh Lord;

It’s that you give me yourself, my glorious God

You rise up in the midst of the fire

So I see no flames at all

Except the flame in my heart that is growing evermore

The flame of my love for you

My blessed beautiful, my beautiful Lord

Oh hold me through the fire, my beloved

Oh hold me through the fire

Make me more like you oh God

Prepare me for forever with you in heaven

Show me your glory so my eyes no longer

Behold the heat of the fire, oh Lord

Help me to focus on you, my Lord

Help me to lean back in your arms

And look to you forevermore!

Oh through the fire oh Lord

I fall ever more in love with you my God, my King

My forever and ever, my forever love!

“I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them. How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!” Psalms 139:14-17 KJV

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