Isaiah 43:2 says, “When you pass through the waters, I will
be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over
you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will
not set you ablaze!”
I love the story of the “Fiery Furnace” and Sharon Jaynes shares it
beautifully!
One of the most beautiful pictures of trusting in the sovereignty of God is in
the story of three young Jewish men: Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. These
three lads refused to bow to King Nebuchadnezzar's idol. The punishment for
such rebellion against the king was death in a fiery furnace. When the young
men were taken before the king just before facing death, they respectfully
explained:
The God we serve is able to save us from it, and he will rescue us from your
hand, O king. But even if he does not, we want you to know, O king, that we
will not serve your gods or worship the image of gold you have set up. (Daniel
3:17-18)
That is a faith that's real - truly tried by fire. God can deliver me, but if
He chooses not to, I'll serve Him anyway. God can heal me, but if He doesn't, I
love Him regardless.
The young men were thrown into the furnace. Their refusal to bow to the King's
request infuriated Nebuchadnezzar. He ordered the furnace heated seven times
hotter than usual and commanded some of the strongest soldiers in his army to
tie the young men up and toss them into the flames. The flames were so hot, the
soldiers who took the bound boys to the furnace died in its heat. Shadrach,
Meshach, and Abednego walked into the flames and the King stood by to watch.
"Didn't we throw three men in the furnace," the King asked in
amazement.
"Look, I see four men walking around in the fire, unbound and unharmed,
and the fourth looks like a son of the gods" (Daniel 3:25).
That was enough for the king to have a change of heart. He ordered the door
opened, and the three young men walked out of that furnace without a singed
hair on their heads or a hint of smoke on their clothes!
We can be sure of this, my friend - when walking through the fiery trials of
life, we are never alone. God is right there with us all the way. A little
smoke and fire doesn't bother Him one little bit.
Dear Lord,
thank You that I never have to walk through the fiery trials
of life alone.
You promised that You will never leave me, and I cling to
that truth today.
Also, thank You for sending friends to walk through the
flames with me!
They are treasured gifts.
Amen.
He spread His wings and caught me, He carried me on His pinions!
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