In the quiet hours
the Lord shared His recipe
My desire is that you would make much of Me
Am I not big enough to carry all that concerns you?
I carry you, all of you, large and small
I see - do not doubt my vision
As you surrender I can move you easily
according to My will
Think of the pasta you cooked yesterday
when it is raw it is hard, sharp, brittle
if you try in any way to change its shape
it snaps, shatters, breaks
but once submitted to the water
it softens in surrender
Yet in that same softness
it becomes unbreakable
Can you allow Me to do as I will?
beyond your tiny understanding
even when the waters are hot and painful?
Even when you fear you won't be able to breathe
in the abundance of heavy steam?
Breathe in Me
I Am always the safest place
even when I Am transforming you
Continue to bathe and soak in Me
lest you grow hard again
“And I will bring the third part through the fire,
Refine them as silver is refined, And test them as gold is tested.
They will call on My name, And I will listen and answer them;
I will say, ‘They are My people,’
And they will say, ‘The Lord is my God.’”