One needs to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames are the hottest as to burn away all the impurities. His eyes never leave the precious metal and knows it is refined & finished when He can see His own image in it....May He see His image in me.

Monday, June 1, 2009

All the Time

I was asked today, when it is the hardest? When does it hurt the worst?

Anytime I think of her. Anytime she comes to mind. Anytime something 'helps' me to remember her.

All the time it is hard. All the time it hurts unbearably.

If I allow myself to go to the place of letting my emotions feel their depth....then that is when it is truly the hardest & the worst.

I don't allow myself to go to that place often.....

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