in the fire

its those times of being in the fire when we realize what we've really asked for. did we ask for the fire? probably not. who would ask to be burned? to be perfected and shaped and molded through a heat unimaginable to be able to withstand? no one. and if anyone does, it must be because they are crazy.

but nevertheless, the fire comes. sometimes it comes without warning and because of no certain reason. but sometimes it comes because we asked for it. not for the fire, but we asked for something and that certain something is perhaps one of those very things that can only be gained or obtained through fire.

and it's in those moments when we realize that thing we asked for last week or last month or last year is one of these hard things that comes when you pass through the fire--and maybe one of those things where you have to stand inside the fire a while before you can get it. and then the question comes...

why did i ask for it? what was i thinking! is this really worth it?

and that's the question that is only answered after you come through the fire and make it out of the heat of life. but the point remains, you are in the fire. i am in the fire. we are in the fire.

whether its now or later...we are all in the fire at some point. the real question that we can ask when we hit the fire is to ask for help. and help will come. and my guess is that this help is part of not only coming out of the fire, but also obtaining and gaining that initial thing we asked for.