A Life Refined

Into the fire,

  My heart is placed.

A trial of patience,

  Imperfections erased.





My brain says it's pain,

  My heart feels it's healing.

The process not pleasant,

  For sin it's revealing.





Struggles through life,

  Some not my doing.

Others caused myself,

  In sin I sat stewing.





Surrender's involved,

  And learning to trust.

Exposing my heart,

  Being real is a must.





Let the fire burn hot,

  Refining the past.

Examine my heart,

  Leaving faith that will last.





Like fine precious metals,

  Shining silver and gold.

The fire makes pure,

  A heart that was cold.





Refiner's fire burns,

  My soul feels it's purpose.

My testimony for God,

  Reflecting love Glorious

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I really, really, like the simplicity, the powerful images your words bring out, & the willingness to share your vulnerability in His refining fire that you've been through....I don't think there's one believer who couldn't relate, to one degree or another, to your words, your sharing of your heart, & this is one of those poems that I would like to share with every single person I know....not only those with faith, but seekers, as well, to convey some of the reason behind why I will follow Him all the days of my life, no matter what...
~Anastazia~