As I look across this valley, I see hills on both sides, and as is the case, where there are mountains, there are valleys. As in our lives, deep valleys we must cross and steep hills and mountains to climb before we reach the good times. These good time will be in Heaven, when we are with Jesus, our King of Kings and Lord of Lords; but until then, we will be shaped by the potter's hands, when we are in our valleys or climbing our mountains. Here is a chorus of a song written by a dear friend, Ed Sealy titled " The Grinding of the Wheel".
" Without the grinding of the wheel,
there is no luster to the stone;
without the storm clouds and the rain,
then the seed would not be grown;
without the fire in the furnace,
the gold would not be shown;
without the grinding of the wheel,
there is no luster to the stone."
So let's smile and sing a song of praise as we are molded by someone who loves us now and all our eternal days.
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