God’s Furnace

Your command erupts from the fire

like molten steel surging from a foundry furnace:


“Step into the flames.

I will set your heart on fire.”


As I take the first step, the inferno begins

to dissolve the armor around my heart


like lead transforming into gold

in the alchemist’s furnace.


A poem from David Weiss’s new book, A Heart on Fire: Poems from the Flames

Reflections on this poem:

What is God asking of you?

Are you taking the first step?

What’s happening as you do, or don’t?



what makes a fire burn

is space between the logs,

a breathing space.

Too much of a good thing,

too many logs

packed in too tight

can douse the flames

almost as surely

as a pail of water would.


So building fires

require attention

to the spaces in between,

as much as to the wood.


When we are able to build

open spaces

in the same way

we have learned

to piles on logs,

then we can come to see how

it is fuel, and the absence of the fuel

together, that makes fire possible.


We only need to lay a log

lightly from time to time.

A fire


simply because the space it there,

with openings

in which the flame

that knows just how it wants to burn

can find its way.


Judy Brown, on the Inward/Outward blog of Church

of the Savior, Washington DC


Reflections on this poem:

Do you have space between things in your life?
How are you packed too tight?

How do you allow for things to grow themselves?

How do you allow for God in building your inner fire?