It’s never been easy for me to grasp facing the fires. I guess at birth our conditioning starts and we prefer to experience pleasant days, green pastures, blue skies. Isn’t that what signifies God’s favor? A pleasant life? I would almost argue the contrary. From the first sin until now, this very moment story after story people have found them self in the fire. Adam to John, Job to Paul. Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. The book cover of courageous men, Christians with a spine, finding themselves in the middle of the fire. It’s easy for us to see the lack of God’s control of a situation, when in fact he’s never left our side. He may not make the situation change, but what if….he’s walking through the fire and that’s the blessing? The fact that we are experiencing fires is the blessing? Remember, God didn’t promise that you’d walk through the rose garden, but he did promise he would walk with us through the fire. Count your blessings, don’t forget the fires.