Anything is possible.
Don't be deceived,
The Enemy will have you
Losing yourself,
Losing your value,
Losing The Power I have put in you.
Anything is possible,
Ask and it will be given.
Anything is possible,
In my name.
For I am the Word made flesh.
Ask and it will be given.
I am the potter,
You are the clay,
The fire I put you through
Is not the fire of the gnashing of teeth.
I put you through the fire of purity,
Cleansing fire,
Removing fire,
If, for anything,
You will be made perfect,
Made new,
Made pure.
The title pairs well with this poem. Thanks for sharing, #Sylvie!
That Refiner's Fire makes for a better gem!