Walking through the fire is never fun.
Difficult things, painful things, heartbreaking things are never ever fun things that I would naturally choose to endure.
But in the midst of the fire-I am so relieved because I find that I actually believe this.
I actually believe that God is in control.
I actually have faith.
I am not a fraud.
Even if I make mistakes...
I really do at the core of my being believe this crazy stuff with my whole heart.
And relief washes over me like a sweet gentle breeze...
"A man can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel in the same way that the metal can’t see the sword. Yet the metal is painfully aware of one thing—someone is swinging the hammer. I know too, in the midst of my own shaping, that God is holding the hammer. And He is the light at the end of my tunnel. He will finish what He has begun, and it is that assurance that banishes any ghost that dares beset His child."