Fire!

Fire is indeed a word significant of horror;
And yet, for all that, we find a comfort, bringing
A genial blessedness in the soft glow of firelight.
The life we know, could not exist as it does,
Without the sturdy toil of this compelling giant.
Even the direful wildfire, with its intended destruction,
Also enriches, consuming dross, thorns, and rubbish;
So that there might be a clearer more vibrant revelation
Of the enduring; over which it has not the force of power.
Our God is a consuming fire; both dreaded, and sought:
To those locked in transgression, it is the synonym of terror;
Yet to the called out, a source of comfort, light, and purity.
For when we yield unto Him; open our hearts fully to Him,
He becomes, within us, that same urgent, consuming fire,
Burning ever so deeply into our hidden inner most regions;
Seeking, compelling all that tries and grieves Him to yield,
Unto the blinding holy intensity of His enfolding grace,
That our whole being might begin to serve only Him,
In knowledge, righteousness, and holiness through Yeshua,
Who came into the world of men to kindle this Sacred Fire.
Beatifically, we may be said to dwell with devouring fire,
And to walk and breathe amid the eternal burnings.

"And the light of Israel shall be for a fire, and and His
Holy One for a flame: and it shall burn and
Devour his thorns and his briers in one day."