This poem came while I was in the middle of a trial and i thought about how jewelry is made. How it is melted down, the impurities extracted and then things are added to the gold to strengthen it. Then the jewler fashions the beautiful design that He had in mind as he began the process. So it is with Christ Jesus, He uses the fires (trials) in our lives to remove what He must to then plant seeds of faith strength hope joy and most of all a love for Him like no other. When He is done we are meet for His use and praise the Lord that He never leaves us during these processes in life, and he never will until that great day when we seeHim face to face!
this is wrong when ur in hell there is no way out
rkofan300 7 months ago
I love this sista. God Bless you
lovlylips69 1 year ago
I love the poem. It was a blessing to me. Keep allowing God to use you like that.
masterprophet 1 year ago