The Threshing Floor

The Threshing Floor

I can't seem to keep my mind off the threshing floor for the last couple of weeks.

What happens at the threshing floor?

At the threshing floor you’ll find the beautiful and difficult. You’ll find a forever home in Jesus, but also a death-to-the-life experience like you’ve never known.

As you seek God at the threshing floor He hears and responds, but the outcome requires obedience of His unwavering expectations.

At the threshing floor you repent and lay down your life. This is not a one-time thing, but a daily journey of learning to live in obedience. It is not a life of cheap grace without the cross.

At the threshing floor we celebrate. He paid the price for our freedom. We no longer have to live in exile, but receive victory through the blood of Jesus. And this brings us back to the difficult, because we must go through the fire.

I don’t know about you, but I keep crawling down off the altar.

In our humanness, it’s easy to forget it’s in the sacrificial and costly – we find life. At the threshing floor we give in to the unnecessary being beaten out of us. Only then can we begin to see ourselves as God sees us…

Secure, redeemed, clean, shining brightly, beautiful, mature, and smooth as stone.

Warning: A trip to the threshing floor will cost you, but the process of being separated and refined leads to the beautiful.

Always the beautiful.

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