If any man’s work shall be burned, he shall suffer loss: but he himself shall be saved; yet so as by fire.†1 Corinthians 3:15
Weeds grow in place of once-tall wheat,
Still guarded by a weary fence.
Weeds that invaded long ago,
And now have grown so thick and dense.
Some time back, grew here this promise:
Golden grain for a hungry world. Â Â Â Â Â
Crowded out by thorn and thistle,
This field once full yields no reward.
It’s time to clear this field, but how?
Purging comes only by fire…
Weeds and grain must die together,
For new life does their death require.
PRAY TOGETHER: Together With God editor Sarah Fletcher has a heavy work load. Let’s pray for her.
