Smoke, ashes, soot.. that’s all I saw walking out of the apartment to move my car for street cleaning. I don’t really watch television, so I had no idea wildfires were just miles away. I shrugged it off as no big deal, but they began to spread. Images on social media, that you can not forget, surfaced. It felt like a dream… a nightmare.
I was ready to go home. My heart ached for the residence of California and being in the midst of it was not easy. I didn’t really fear too much for my safety, but I was completely devastated by the fact that so many people were losing so much. I didn’t realize the same thing was happening to me until…
a couple days later, sitting on a plane, I re-read something I wrote about a week before the wildfires even began. I had written “I’m ready to come out of the fire”. In that moment, I knew I was literally and spiritually coming out of the fire, and this wasn’t just coincidence.
“One day I stopped pretending it all was coincidence… and my life hasn’t been the same since”
That word was placed on my heart, but honestly I didn’t wholly understand what it meant to “come out of the fire”. I thought that meant that circumstances would change and I would feel on top again. That wasn’t necessarily the case. I now know the fire had little to do with the situation, but everything to do with the person in it.
We all know that water cleanses.
However, what a revelation in how fire cleanses as well.
“If anyone builds on this foundation using gold, silver, costly stones, wood, hay, or straw their work will be shown for what it is because the day will bring it to light. It will be revealed with fire and the fire will test the quality of a persons works” -1Corinthians 3:10
That’s it.
Coming out of the fire meant that what needed to be burned would be and what needed to be cleansed from the dirt, the stones, the hay, would be. The only thing that would survive the fire is gold.
Just let that sink in. The only thing that would survive the fire is GOLD.
You ever been through something and came out of it, SURVIVED it? We all have. We are like gold… along with anything else that comes out the fire with us.
Love, wisdom, hope, faith… a gold mine I tell you.
Love, wisdom, hope, faith… a gold mine I tell you.
It had to happen. Only fire could have separated gold from the dross.
Star Ingredient: Fire
