Sunday, May 4, 2014

The Furnace

The Furnace
Erick Hollenbaugh

If from the light we have been made
have we been made for failing?
Should we wincing face a fire
and fear the rising flame?

Is life’s intent to flee all struggle
by petitioning for grace?
How oft to beg the easy way?
How oft to plea and pray

“Please, Take from me this heavy thing.”
or “Why do I feel this pain?”
With hearts all hid from burning,
Do we make our lives in vain?

Should we not plant any fruit in the gardens we are tending?
Is there no canvas to be filled with the colors we are blending?
Can we root the tree and take it in when storms are grayly showing?
And can a ship get sailing wind with men afraid of blowing?

Let us reap!
Let us fill!
Let us grow!
and let us move!

Flee not trials, and do not hide,
But do not fight alone.
The furnaces of life are kept
by the Man who lived in one.

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego

1 comment:

  1. Thank you so much for this. Exactly what I needed just now.

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