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Proverbs 25:4 NASB

4 Take away the impurities from the silver,
And there comes out a vessel for the smith;

Sometimes I imagine myself as if in a washer, tumbling this way and that. And “click,” the spinning of my circumstances pins me to the sideline as I watch my life pass by me.

“Slosh, slosh, slosh, slosh. Click. Pause. WHIRRRRRRRR.”  The washer spins until, “Click,” and I drop to the bottom. I feel different than I did before entering the machine. My heart weighs less because the worries and cares attached there rinsed away. My spirit shines brighter, because the grime of resentment and bitterness slid down the drain during the pressure. I leave the appliance cleaner and lighter, ready for serving the Master as needed.

The hotter the fire the more impurities in the silver rise to the top and removed. Then the silversmith takes it and shapes it into a worthy, useful vessel. So too, the more pressure in our lives, the more ungodliness in our hearts burns away, leaving us a tool for the Lord’s purposes.

Father, Creator of all, make me into one through whom you may touch the lives of others. For your glory and in the name of Jesus, amen.

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