I am taking my bride through a refining season, burning up the impurities of her heart with the fiery gaze of my jealous love. I want only MY image to remain! I am toppling the idols of compromise and comfort that have made her stagnant.
Look, as I clothe her in the purest of whites, her dress glistens like the freshly fallen snow when the light shines upon it. I long to pull back the curtain to unveil my Beloved bride so that all may see My glory reflected through her countenance. Her purity will make her attractive to a desperate and hurting world, and I will set her like a lighthouse shining in the darkness so that the lost and broken can run to her to find shelter.
See, I have refined you, though not as silver; I have tested you in the furnace of affliction.
Isaiah 48:10 (NIV)
“You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.”
Matthew 5:14-16 (ESV)
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Unapologetically Marcia 