Today was one of those “iron sharpens iron” days. I should have known when that verse jumped out at me in one of my friend’s FB post. I should have taken a deep breath when another FB friend posted about how a silver smith refines silver before it can be shaped into something beautiful or useful.
“But who will be able to endure it when he comes? Who will be able to stand and face him when he appears? For he will be like a blazing fire that refines metal, or like a strong soap that bleaches clothes. He will sit like a refiner of silver, burning away the dross. He will purify the Levites, refining them like gold and silver, so that they may once again offer acceptable sacrifices to the LORD.”~Mal 3:2-3
God is like that. He always lets me know when there are testing times afoot and to watch my step. However, I tend to be so wrapped up in me, I just skim over the warning with a ‘Yeah, whatever’ – or worse – I miss it altogether. So much for being spiritually in tune.
Today, I kinda knew. There is always that deep-pit-in-your-stomach-knowing that the Spirit speaks at times of testing. You see, I had to make a vet appointment for our baby girl dog. She is our lover-dog who loves to curl into our lap and slowly melt unto the floor. The runner-dog who loves to run just for the sake of running. The little-sister dog who whines when she can’t follow her sister everywhere. The mother-dog who licked two sick baby kittens as often as she could get to them.
Koay has been limping off and on over the past couple months. Restricting her movements didn’t help much, hence – the vet appointment. Initial exam says she has torn her ACL. Who knew dogs could tear their ACL or that dogs actually have two of them? Should have guessed she’d do something like that when she would run full bore into a tree chasing a squirrel or try to keep up with a deer in the deep woods or chase a stick for hours.
“Give thanks to the LORD and proclaim his greatness.
Let the whole world know what he has done.”~1 Chron 16:8
The fantastic thing is how grateful I felt as I walked out of the vet office. Yeah – we have some decisions to make, but it wasn’t cancer or any other life-threatening illness. Koayah may not be the runner-dog as she works her way through the rest of her life, but she will still be the lover-dog, the mother-dog to orphaned babies, the sister-dog who whines at the door when her sister is outside and our baby-girl dog.
While this may not have been my favorite day of the year, it has been a day when “iron sharpened iron”. A day when the refiner looked into the silver – and I hope – he saw a murky reflection of His face. I may not be there yet, but I know He’s still working on me. A little more fire. A few more impurities to work out. A new song to sing with Koay under my feet as I write. [google image]