"Though the mills Of God grind slowly; Yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience He stands waiting, With exactness grinds He all."
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
The Mill
The grueling weight of happenstance, A millstone for to grind, It deflates the ego And shows us Where we're blind, It renders flesh a ruin Obliterates the mind, We leave our idols desolate Leave the ties that bind.
Under painful hardship We release the very things Which put us in the circumstance And caused the suffering We leave behind our craving For wealth and diamond rings Everything exalted All exalted above God...
That means EVERYTHING
Whatever you adore On this temporal earth Whatever gives you pleasure In which you find worth
These very things will shackle you! You'll find out they're not free. They are just the Golden Calf Of base idolatry.
But the millstone slowly purges Turning hour by hour Turning the wheat kernels Into useful flour.
And so I am refined As I surely must Put to naught my flesh Make powder all my lusts For I am as ashes
for I am as dust.*
SS (C) 8/23/2017
I have troubles right now. God is putting me through the mill. I'm now almost completely bedridden. My father is in great pain and suffering. My mom is extremely upset due to all this. The entire family is in turmoil. We are ALL affected.
I'm not saying my problems are any worse than yours. We each have a cross to bear. It's simply how we HANDLE IT that matters! Are we going to get bitter? Or BETTER?!!!
I've been feeling very sorry for myself. And, due to my reaction to the stress, I hurt a friend. I can't tell you how badly this shook me! I (self-righteously) thought I was far beyond this sort of behavior! But the pressure grinds & shows us our idols & faults. I've decided to let go of a LOT of besetting iniquity. And it's HARD.
I haven't been on site much. I just want to pray and read my Bible. Study. This will help me heal. Please forgive my absence. I appreciate your support and understanding. I include all of you in my prayers...