Psalm 66:10 For You have put us to the test, O God; You have refined us as silver is refined.
This week we went to one of our local museums to see a demonstration of blacksmithing by one of our friends. He does this as a hobby, but I was impressed with his knowledge of both the history and the craft.
The main ingredients of metal work are the firing and the hammering.
Living with a person who has a mental illness can feel like that. Fire and hammers.
When it feels like the heat and the pounding are too much, I cry (i.e. complain) to God. I get weary of the tension of not knowing what our family member’s day will be like. Will he be calm today? Will he get anxious or even volatile in response to even minor things?
Why, God, can’t you just heal him?
When a blacksmith heats the metal to a glowing red, he can pound it into the shape he wants. He can then put it into water or oil to cool it down.
So it is with God’s work in my life. There will be those times of firing and hammering, but there will also be times of respite. And when I come up out of the cooling water, I’ll begin to look like what God is creating me to be.
Take heart, my friend. God is making your life into something beautiful.