Recently, I looked through some old journal jottings. One of my rediscovered thoughts:

Each day is to be used as a jeweler's polishing cloth to sand away the imperfections and let the true light of God's glory shine. A gem stone is only a rock until polished by the Master.

This made me start thinking. A rock doesn't struggle against the polishing cloth. A rock lets the Master turn it this way and that as he pleases until the rock is no longer a rock but has become a rare and beautiful gem.

My life would be much easier to bear if I would just rest in the Master's hand while He polishes away the imperfections. He has a vision of the gem I will become and it is up to me to trust Him while He completes the task of polishing me.