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So, it comes to my attention that my blog name suggests a defeatist mentality… oh contrair mon frair! It is only the belief that I’m not defeated that leads me to this! You see, even though satan has asked to sift, it only happens because my God has allowed it. 

So, I hate to break it to you little man with the pointy tail, you are not my sifter! My Sifter sifts for the purpose of strengthening me, building me up, equipping me for the purpose He’s called me to. Ultimately, the glory will be His and you will be left baffled as to how you lost the battle again! And I hope when that day comes, you will shudder under the shadow of the cross- because, though I may find you intimidating, my Jesus is power, might, and strength. At the end of this time, you will see that, in the very fact that He has chosen me, I too am a victor!

This brokenness, this season, this trial is a momentary event that will pass away. In the process, I will not be silent in the hopes that I can be an encouragement, a shining light, a voice for others that trod this earth in flesh. We’re NOT alone; we’re in this together. So let the lessons begin …

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.