Been a minute (as the hip hop heads would say)...
The past few months I have heard stories of people much older than me. Stories of where they started from and how they came to be doing what they are currently doing. They talked of the challenges they faced, the times of failure and the times of triumph. They talked of how God had been with them all through the way, guiding them, leading them.
As I listened to the stories, it struck me how looking at these people now, one would only consider their present success and not be aware of the process or the time it took for them to be where they are. We all aspire for success in one form or another, but are we willing to go through the process. Are we willing to be patient under God's hand and allow Him to mould us into that person He wants us to be?
Our generation has been called by some as "the microwave generation"...we have our "instant" coffee, "instant" noodles, "instant"... (fill the gap). As a result, many of us are not willing to be patient and go through the process God wants to take us through. Yet it is only by going through that process that we will reach a beautiful end. There are many good things stored for us, all you and me have to do, is be patient under God's guidance and be a willing participant in the moulding process..
I'll leave you with this poem
When God wants to drill a man,
And thrill a man,
And skill a man
When God wants to mould a man
To play the noblest part;
And thrill a man,
And skill a man
When God wants to mould a man
To play the noblest part;
When He yearns with all His heart
To create so great and bold a man
That all the world shall be amazed,
Watch His methods, watch His ways!
To create so great and bold a man
That all the world shall be amazed,
Watch His methods, watch His ways!
How He ruthlessly perfects
Whom He royally elects!
How He hammers him and hurts him,
And with mighty blows converts him
Whom He royally elects!
How He hammers him and hurts him,
And with mighty blows converts him
Into trial shapes of clay which
Only God understands;
While his tortured heart is crying
And he lifts beseeching hands!
Only God understands;
While his tortured heart is crying
And he lifts beseeching hands!
How He bends but never breaks
When his good He undertakes;
How He uses whom He chooses,
And which every purpose fuses him;
By every act induces him
To try His splendor out-
God knows what He’s about.
When his good He undertakes;
How He uses whom He chooses,
And which every purpose fuses him;
By every act induces him
To try His splendor out-
God knows what He’s about.
– Anonymous
P.S....did you see what I did there?... first line of this post and the title... clever? YES? NO?... well next time then...
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