I suppose I could sit down and write a list of wrongs that have gotten me to this point, but the truth is, it would take too long and there’s not enough time. The fact is, I am here. Not where I wanted to be, without the outcome I was hoping for, but what can a kernel of wheat really ask of the Sifter?
I know I’m not the only one…and I guess that’s what makes it easier. I know that there are other kernels of wheat out there, just like me, who aren’t quite sure how they got so far off track or what exactly the future holds, but you’re willing…willing to ride the wind as we are pounded against the Rock that slowly breaks us apart. And, maybe this will be their confidence as well, the words of Christ that said, “Satan has asked to sift you as wheat, but I have prayed for you, so that when you come through, you will come back and strengthen your brothers and sisters.”
So, don’t resist the chaffing and the grinding and the sifting…He has a plan. And, it’s a good one. That’s what I’m counting on.