Charred Remnants

Upon the curb, stacked and meandering, lies the scorched remnants of my life.

Here , in plain view, is my fiery furnace. My mountain of difficulty.

These charred remnants expose.

Expose my treasures. Expose my clutter.

Expose my walk with God.

Will I give thanks for even this?

Will I continue to count it ALL joy?

Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. James 1:2-3

This certainly qualified as a trial!

To endure is to withstand, to remain, to last.

These charcoal items did not endure the flames.

Would my faith withstand the scorch?

Yes. Yes, I would thank Him.

Yes, I would yield ALL.

Yes, I would consider even this joy.

Here, stacked upon the curb, was the hand of my loving Father.

This mountain of difficulty merely contained possessions. It did not hold those I held dear. They were spared.

This fiery furnace merely exposes the mercies of my God.