Forged in the Fire| By Heaven Harris

Did you know that to purify gold, you must heat it up to over 1800 degrees Fahrenheit to allow the impurities to rise and solidify into pure gold? Crazy huh? 1800 degrees! I cannot even fathom anything reaching such temperatures. How amazing that when put through the fire, the gold remains in tact and only the impurities fall off and rise to be removed.  

In almost all of my writings, I never try to hide or belittle the season I am currently walking in. With that being said, since my move out of state, just when I thought life could not get much more difficult, and hoping this move was me entering a season of rest and peace, there I was in the midst of what felt like a hurricane trying desperately to destroy me.

I stand knowing that I know my Father’s voice, and I know He sent me here. However, I was quickly losing sight of any idea of the purpose of this move, and quite honestly, I found myself slipping into bitterness wondering why I was still having to walk through such a hard time. I mean, haven’t I had enough?!

How often do you ask yourself that? How often do we feel tested by the flames only to feel like God is turning up the heat?

John 16:33 (NLT) says, “I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.”

While in my secret place of prayer and crying out, God brought me to the book of Daniel and the story of three brave men who endured the fire in a very literal way. Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego loved God fiercely and with hearts ablaze. They had a good life, good positions, and everything seemed to be going in their favor until King Nebuchadnezzar made a decree that at the sound of any musical instrument, everyone would be required to bow down and worship the golden image he created. If anyone refused, they were to be thrown into a fiery furnace to be burned alive.

This was these three men’s test. This is where it was up to them to either fight fire with fire or dance to the tune of the world’s song and forfeit their faith or trust in the One who had yet to abandon them.  They chose the former. They refused to let the world’s song be music to their ears and they refused to bow to anyone who wasn’t the Lord Most High. One faithful decision left them to be consumed by the flames. Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego’s response…“If the God we serve wishes to save us, then so be it.” And into the fire they were thrown.  

That sounds about right! How many times are we walking faithfully with our King, and it seems He is bringing on the heat? Sweet daughter, there is a purpose in this.  

“Then I, myself, will be a protective wall of fire around Jerusalem, says the Lord. And I will be the glory inside the city!’”- Zechariah 2:5 (NLT)

The ending to the scriptural story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego is this…God rescued them and protected them. The fire of God inside them overcame the fire they were thrown in.

How incredible of the God we serve! These men did not falter. They did not give in. They stood on the truths that their hearts burned for, and they fought King Nebuchadnezzar’s fire with the Blazing Son and prevailed! Amen!

If we stand on the promises that have, in the past, burned up every lie the enemy has thrown at us, God promises to be a wall of fire ALL around us, protecting us from any fiery dart the enemy wants to throw at us.

I leave you with a sweet story: I read years ago in New Day New You written by Joyce Meyer, the story shared was about a cute little teacup, shaped and formed in the potter’s hand perfectly, yet had it’s discomforts.  


“A couple went into an antique shop and saw this BEAUTIFUL, MAGNIFICENT little tea cup sitting high on a shelf. And they fell in love with this teacup. As they were admiring this teacup, it began to talk to them. It said, “You know, I have not always been like this! There was a time when I was not attractive at all. You see there was a time in my life when I was just a hard lump of clay. And the master potter came along, and he picked me up and began to pat and reshape me; and I said,” STOP IT! What are you doing? THAT HURTS!  Leave me alone! And he simply looked at me and said, “Not yet.” And then he put me on this wheel, and he began to spin me around, and around and around! And I got so dizzy and could hardly see where I was going anymore! I was losing it! Everything was spinning around and around, and I felt sick to my stomach. And I said; “LET ME OFF HERE!” and he said: “Not yet!”.

Finally, the day came when I had taken on another shape. All of that spinning around finally gave me another shape. All of that patting and molding and squeezing and pinching gave me another shape. And suddenly – he put me into this FURNACE! It is called the first firing. And ‘twas SO HOT in there! Oh, I could not believe how hot it was. I thought, “I can’t stand this! I’m going to DIE in here! ‘GET ME OUT OF HERE!!! Don’t you love me?? Why are you leaving me in here?’ You see, the oven door had glass in it and the master would just look in his eyes AND HE WOULDN’T LET ME OUT!! But he would just smile at me and say, ‘Not yet!!

FINALLY, the oven door opened, and he took me out – set me on a shelf and I thought, ‘Whew! Thank God that is over!’. Then he began to paint me all over with this stinky paint! Changing my color from gray to this pretty blue that I am now! And I said: ‘This stuff STINKS! It is choking me! I don’t like this smell! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!’ He would just say: ‘Not yet!’.

Then he put me back in a SECOND oven. It is called the second firing, and ‘twas TWICE as hot as the first oven! And I thought, ‘Now, I will DIE in here for sure! This is the end of me. This will finish me off! GET ME OUT OF HERE! I CAN’T STAND IT! I CAN’T STAND IT! Really – I am telling you – I can’t stand it! This is going to kill me! GET ME OUT OF HERE!’ And he would just look through that glass and say: ‘Not yet!’

Then one day the door finally opened – he took me out and he put me up here on this shelf to let me cool off. After I cooled off, one day he came by and he handed me this mirror and I looked at myself and I could not believe how BEAUTIFUL I was! I could not BELIEVE how I have CHANGED! Why, I did not look anything at all like that old gray clay that I started out to be!

Now, I am this beautiful, little, delicate teacup! And EVERYBODY wants me now! But there was a time in my life when NOBODY wanted me; NOBODY liked me; NOBODY paid any attention to me! They just kicked me around; walked on me.  But now- I AM SPECIAL!”

If God is whispering to you, “Not yet,” know that His delicate hands have an intricate plan, and the final result will be more BEAUTIFUL than you could ever imagine.  

Behold Your King| By Heaven Harris

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“Girl, you are a precious daughter of the King!”

Sounds amazing right? Who doesn’t enjoy being called a princess?  I know I do!

But who is your King?  Do you know Him? I mean, really know Him?

“Women, teachers, let’s shift our emphasis from ‘girl, you are a precious daughter of the King’ to ‘behold your King’,” -Jen Wilkin

I read this quote recently, and it has not stopped burning deeply inside me since. I have heard for years that I am a princess of the Most High God, that I am royalty.  It is right here in scripture.

“But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellence of him who called you out of the darkness into his marvelous light.”  -1 Peter 2:9.  

Learning I was royalty when I first surrendered my life to Jesus was quite amazing, and my heart still skips a beat when I hear it. However, the depth and true wonder of that statement was still not eternalized within.

Growing up, my self- image, my vision if you will, was that of a peasant girl.  I always pictured myself and even dreamt of being dirtied up, scouring in a corner wearing filthy rags and begging for scraps from the table where royalty laid their hands.  No number of compliments or words could change that movie reel playing over and over in my mind.

But JESUS.

I encountered Him.  I encountered His love and experienced His passion for me. I sat at His feet beholding His beauty and all He had to offer. I began to know him. – know him intimately, freely.   From then on, as the days passed, and I continued to lay myself bare at the altar of this mighty King, I realized my rags were stripped away and replaced with His robes of righteousness.

Isaiah 61:10 (ESV) says, “I will greatly rejoice in the Lord; my soul shall exult in my God, for he has clothed me with the garments of salvation; he has covered me with the robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom decks himself like a priest with a beautiful headdress, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.”

Have you allowed yourself the chance to lay before the feet of Jesus and simply behold who He is and let Him begin to portray Himself on you?

“We can all draw close to him with the veil removed from our faces.  And with no veil we all become like mirrors who brightly reflect the glory of the Lord Jesus.  We are being transfigured into his very image as we move from one brighter level of glory to another.  And this glorious transfiguration comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.” 2 Corinthians 3:18 (TPT)

The only way to understand how to walk out the royal name given to us is to be in the presence of royalty. The more of your life you spend willingly in that sacred place, the more you will be able to mirror and walk out being His princess and complete the calling He has on your life.

My charge to you is this…

Find your secret place.  Set everything and anything aside and sit and behold the creator of the universe, the maker of your heart, the one whose face shines like the sun.  Let Him take over everything you think you are or aren’t, and let Him become the mirror to your reflection! I promise, you will never walk away from the moments disappointed.  Behold your King.

You are Altogether Beautiful| By Tori Savoy

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I slipped on my best dress, used as many beauty products on my face as possible, and straightened my curly locks until they looked like sleek perfection. It was girls night, and I was set on looking my absolute best.

My husband caught a glimpse of me and told me I looked beautiful. I responded with a quick thank you, as our usual routine, then returned to doing a full-body check to make sure I looked exactly right (completely letting that compliment go in one ear and out the other).

I slowly turned and looked at every inch of where my dress laid to make sure there were no noticeable bumps, or abnormal body shapes. I then proceeded to run my fingers through my hair and got face-to-face with the mirror to look at every detail of my face – especially to make sure those pesky dark circles and eye wrinkles were masked as much as possible.

Forgetting my husband was in the room, I heard a little giggle from behind me.

“You sure do look at every little detail, don’t you?” My husband said with a smirk on his face.

“I guess I’m just self-conscious of the little things,” I responded.

“Well, you look gorgeous to me.”

Somehow, God taught me a lesson right then and there.

You see, my husband did not see the little flaws I saw because he looks at me as a whole and thinks I am beautiful. Even as I stood there focusing on every flaw, my husband stood there admiring my every move.

This is very similar to my relationship with God. His word tells me I am fearfully and wonderfully made in His image. He calls me beautiful and beloved. Yet, I can hear those words over and over again and still turn to the mirror to pick out my imperfections. Just like my husband’s words, I let God’s words go in one ear and out the other. I view myself through a mirror of self-hate rather than God’s mirror.

I come to God and say, “But look at these imperfections in my heart. Look at the ugly.”

He looks at me and says, “Look at all the beauty I created.”

“So God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them..” Genesis 1:27(NIV)

It can be a difficult thing to break a life-long habit of self-destruction and self-hate. Words that were said to me at a young age continue to repeat in my head to this day. Things like “You’ll be as big as a house and never find a husband if you keep eating those cookies” constantly remind me that my body weight and physical appearance need to take priority. Those feelings were heightened when my chronic illness made me gain significant weight. My outer appearance determined whether I was worthy of love from others.

However, God’s word tells me otherwise.

“You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you..” Song of Solomon 4:7 (ESV)

You see, from the moment I was created, God began a work in me – molding me perfectly into a unique creation. He continues to mold and shape me each and everyday, making me more beautiful than the day before. His definition of beauty stretches further than just the surface.

Instead of viewing ourselves through a distorted mirror molded by our own opinions or the opinions of others, we must see ourselves through God’s lens. You are a daughter of the most high King and possess all the beauty and grace of a princess.

I would encourage you to meditate on what God’s word says of each of us.

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.” Psalms 139:13-14