Time is short.. and judgement has come to the house of God ...
My son-in-law may have leukemia..
He is 28 as is my daughter.. they have one child.. a little girl 15 months old..
Ohhhh that he and my daughter would humble themselves and turn.. and seek the Lord..
that they would not be bitter.. but rather submit ..
I do not ask that this be turned away from them.. but rather that it will be used to open their eyes..
that they will count all things loss, except knowing Jesus and Him crucified..
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It was the enraptured Rutherford who said in the midst of very painful trials and heartaches:
Praise God for the hammer, the file and the furnace!
Let's think about that. The hammer is a useful and handy instrument. It is an essential and helpful tool, if nails are never to be driven into place. Each blow forces them to bite deeper as the hammer's head pounds and pounds.
But if the nail had feelings and intelligence, it would give us another side pf the story. To the nail, a brutal, relentless master- an enemy who loves to beat nto submission. That's the nail's view of the hammer. It is correct. Except for one thing. The nail tends to forget that both it and the hammer are held by the same workman. The workman decides whose "head" will be pounded out of sight... and which hammer will be used to do the job.
The decision is the sovereign right of the carpenter. Let the nail but remember that it and the hammer are held by the same workman... and its resentment will fade as it yeilds to the carpenter without complaint.
The same analogy holds true for the metal that endures the rasp of the file and the blast of the furnace. If the metal forgets that it and the tools are the object of the same craftsman's care, it will build up hatred and resentment. The metal must keep in mind that the craftsman knows what's he's doing... and is doing what is the best.
Heartaches and disappointments are like the hammer, the file and the furnace. They come in all shapes and sizes; an unfulfilled romance, a lingering illness and ultimately death, an unachieved goal in life, a broken home and marriage, a severed friendship, a wayward and rebellious child, a personal medical report that advises "immediate surgery", a failing grade at school, a depression that simply wont go away, a habit you can't seem to break. Sometimes heartaches come suddenly...other times they appear over the passing of many months, slowly as the erosion of the earth.
Do I write to a "nail" that has begun to resent the blows of the hammer? Are you at the brink of despair, thinking that you cannot bear another day of heartache? Is that what's gotten you down?
As difficult as it may be for you to believe this today, the Master knows what He's doing. Your Savior knows your breaking point. The bruising and crashing and melting process is designed to reshape you, not ruin you. Your value is increasing the longer He lingers over you.
A.W. Tozer agrees:
It is doubtful whether God can bless a man greatly until He has hurt him deeply.
