The word with Kate Morning is…
I wrote. For two days analogies were formed, gathered from what I heard, what I saw and what I knew. Getting sliced and diced, falling short from lack of thought and expression even though a novice, right now didn't sit well with me. I’m hearing too much of that these days. In the end, angry with myself, the shredder got its fill and I sat with nothing I considered suitable. And the deadline (in my mind) ad passed.
Often God takes all I have and lets it fall. I fight for what I deserve believing I will somehow be less without it.
Refining is removing the strength that inhibits the pure. I think “what good is the birthright if I'm going to die anyways?” I sell it short.
Redemption is absolute and finished. Christ redeemed me. The refining process is continual.
“Being confident of this very thing, that He which has begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.” Phil 1:6