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warpspeedpetey
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I have an old fashioned hobby, I like to do blacksmith work. So by analogy i see the suffering in my life in that frame work.
When I want to make a tool, its for a specific purpose, so i need this tool to be a certain size, shape, the metal must have a certain hardness, in other words it has to be made to exacting specifications. Otherwise it is useless to me and it cannot fulfill its purpose, nothing is left for me to do then but to throw it back on the scrap pile, its ruined.
To make this tool first I take a properly sized piece of iron, i put it in my forge, where I heat it until it glows and then i lay this iron across my anvil and i begin to hammer it, i beat it into shape.
When it begins too cool i put it back in that white hot forge fire, and reheat it, then once again i beat it with my hammer to achieve the correct shape.
after many cycles of assaulting this poor piece of iron I plunge it into a cold bath of water to cool it. then i grind the piece to bring it to its final shape.
When this piece of iron has been tortured into the perfect tool to complete its purpose, it has value to me, it is no longer a piece of scrap. After its purpose is fulfilled i give it an honored place in my shop that i have prepared for the tools that serve me well.
Likewise i am the iron and G-d is my blacksmith. when i am in the midst of the furnace, and beaten with the hammer, suffering i no longer cry out to G-d “Why Me?”
I now Know, “why me”, Without that fire and with out that hammer, We are of no value to G-d, Suffering is the method by which we are shaped and become useful to G-d. without that suffering we cannot fulfill the purpose for which we are created. We would just be useless scrap, we would never go to that honored place which has been prepared for us who serve him well.
So bring on the suffering! let my life pour out! let me die to self that I may rise with Christ! i now thank G-d that i am allowed to suffer.
When I want to make a tool, its for a specific purpose, so i need this tool to be a certain size, shape, the metal must have a certain hardness, in other words it has to be made to exacting specifications. Otherwise it is useless to me and it cannot fulfill its purpose, nothing is left for me to do then but to throw it back on the scrap pile, its ruined.
To make this tool first I take a properly sized piece of iron, i put it in my forge, where I heat it until it glows and then i lay this iron across my anvil and i begin to hammer it, i beat it into shape.
When it begins too cool i put it back in that white hot forge fire, and reheat it, then once again i beat it with my hammer to achieve the correct shape.
after many cycles of assaulting this poor piece of iron I plunge it into a cold bath of water to cool it. then i grind the piece to bring it to its final shape.
When this piece of iron has been tortured into the perfect tool to complete its purpose, it has value to me, it is no longer a piece of scrap. After its purpose is fulfilled i give it an honored place in my shop that i have prepared for the tools that serve me well.
Likewise i am the iron and G-d is my blacksmith. when i am in the midst of the furnace, and beaten with the hammer, suffering i no longer cry out to G-d “Why Me?”
I now Know, “why me”, Without that fire and with out that hammer, We are of no value to G-d, Suffering is the method by which we are shaped and become useful to G-d. without that suffering we cannot fulfill the purpose for which we are created. We would just be useless scrap, we would never go to that honored place which has been prepared for us who serve him well.
So bring on the suffering! let my life pour out! let me die to self that I may rise with Christ! i now thank G-d that i am allowed to suffer.