Intense heat; but not consumed
Dross
burned away
Flicks
off old mindsets
Old
and worn teachings
Bad
attitudes
Jealousy
of others
Anger
needs releasing
Letting go and releasing
It
leaves one a bit unsettled
Raw
in place; holes need filling
Healing
can now begin
Even
being consumed by fire
Draws
me closer to His Majesty
Though
sore and a bit wobbly
I
stand before the Throne
Angels
come and wash my soul
Healing
and rebuilding my true self
Clothing
me in such finery
My
sonship is clear to all
