Whenever I listen to the song ‘Refiner’, by Maverick City Music, I pause and ask myself, am I really ready to be tried by fire? omo…
But thinking about it, even Jesus had to go through fire in the garden of Gethsemane where he cried out asking if it was possible for the cup to pass.
He eventually said, “Not my will but Yours”.
As Christians, we must also be willing to go through the fire process.
I guess we can call this piece, ” Is it True?” remix.
Here are the words for posterity sake.
Song …I want to be tried by fire purified, you take whatever you desire, Lord here’s my life.
I’m not saying i don’t wana serve you….
I burn for you with ocean like passion
You know I love you Lord
I want to make you proud
I want to fulfill my purpose in life
But you know i dont like stress now
I just want the baby girl life o
In Daniel 3:14 when king Nebu summined the 3 Hebrew boys asking is it true
He was only giving them a chance to choose the easy way not the fire way.
Same way we are now being asked the same question is it true? Persuading us to choose the easy way and not the fire way. Listen
Even the terrestrial elements knew that this was a life changing moment when he looked up to ask me, Is it true?
I suddenly understood the mundaneness of some questions, is it true? Like he didn’t already know it was true.
See I looked into his eyes and realized that he was only giving me a chance, a getaway card to buckle up and change my original testimony of faith.
A chance to let down my rope into a well of plan Bs, you know, a way of escape just in case God shows up late, is it true?
Is it true that yoy have refused to bow to the image I set up in your heart – Lust
Love’s lookalike longing for Luke’s warmness.
Is it true that you are holding on to faith though hope seeps lightly through the cracks of your palms?
Is it true that you have refused to be moved?
As a matter of fact, I had the answer wrapped up in one sentence but there was suddenly a need to pause and take a deep breath and reconsider the repercussion of the answer fighting to roll off my tongue…
That I’d be cast carelessly into the womb of fiery furnace;
That my body would be burned beyond recognition;
He said that my bones won’t even survive the heat…is it true?
I was going to say yes!
Yes, it is true with untainted bravery,
I will not bow to your tricks- doubts, pessimistic persona plucking out God’s word from my heart making me believe me a lie,
But then again he reminded me that he was a god in this territory and that no one would be able to save me from his hands and I believed.
My mind became clouded with a sea of questions, ABC,
What if God shows up late?- Lazarus, four days. God’s time is the best yea, but what about James- head cut away?
He interrupted yet again. Who is that God who is able to save you from my hands?
He wasn’t asking if God would show up just in time like superman to with one big wave of a hand swipe me away before my body hits the heat.
He was asking if God is ABLE- capABLE, ReliABLE, DependABLE, UnbeatABLE to save me from his hands Haha…
Listen, my God is able to save me from the fire plus this fire is too small an issue to cause my knees to buckle shoving my faith freely into your hands.
Listen, my God is more than able so I won’t let you coerce me into letting my guards down, seeking plan Bs… swallow your empty threats cause I realised that your fire only burns flesh. The impact is skin deep, my spirit is unreachable.
Listen, have you heard of the consuming fire?
He is my father, as he is so am I, therefore I consume things- fickle fires disperse on my arrival.
Listen, my God is able to save me from this Lion’s den but let’s say I pass through a temporary fire, he will be with me, Unconditional, air-conditioner- fanning me with cool breeze, ice cream cones, I heard…
That you (the devil) move to and fro the earth seeking whom to devour but I also read in 2 Chronicles 16:9 that the eyes of my God runs to and fro the earth to prove himself strong to those whose heartbeat calls out his name
I am in an unbroken relationship with Yaweh, how dare you threaten me?
Pay attention to my final answer.
Yes it is true.
I will not stop believing God’s word, weeping may endure for the night but joy springs from my belly in the morning
Resurrection laughter sweeps through like tornado currents, peace be still.
Though i was once afraid of the fire
Pleading for the cup to passover
I now embrace my destiny. For I am a breathing prophesy. A love letter from God to this heart broken world so i say, not my will but yours, God
Not my desires but yours
For I like Christ am willing to fall to the ground.
I like Christ willing to swap my crown for the cross.
I like Christ am willing to die
For this death is really life
So I will take the stripes with a smile
Laughing for the joy that’s to shine.