The day I learned the value of the flue. I am sure there is little to no value in having the illness we call the flu, but a flue in the fireplace is vital to the life of the fire. I spent the better part of a very chilly day in Texas fighting with the fire in my fireplace, and really could not figure out why I could not get a roaring fire going. I had all the right ingredients, paper, kindling, dry logs. No matter how hard I tried, that fire would not grow enough to heat the room up for more than a minute or two. The following morning, I discovered the culprit was a barely open flue. You see, the flue was open enough for smoke to escape, but not enough for oxygen to feed the fire. I discovered this fact when I went to close the flue, because I had given up on building a fire at all.
I feel like my relationship with GOD is sometimes like that flue, it gets stuck, it might be open enough for some things to get in, or for some prayers to get out, but not enough to really appreciate and experience the love, grace, and mercy of GOD in my life. I want to fling my flue-my arms open wide and experience all that HE has to offer me everyday. I want to open my heart and my life to HIM, like never before and truly experience HIS power and love in my life. I am sure there will be times, that I want to shut it and try to protect myself, however I know HE has my best interest at heart (HIS eye is on the sparrow, how much more is HIS eye on you and me?). That is what will keep me from closing down, I will let GOD fan the flames of my heart. Who knows what the heat might do?
Cool Mom. Sounds good fan the flame.
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