Imagine a cake, a large one with delicious frosting, a delightful aroma, and topped with ice cream. Next to it are several eggs, flour, vegetable oil, and several other food items. Between the two, which one would you delve into?
Yet, was the cake possible without the ingredients? Some things in our life may be like raw eggs or dry flour. Bitter, not comfortable, and overall not enjoyable. You might ask God why it's happening to you. You may not remember that God sees the whole picture.
The batter of a cake must go through the fire in order be called a cake. You may have had one really testing time, several, or may be going through one right now. If a cake wasn't fully cooked would the baker just take it out of the oven and eat or sell it? Most likely not. Would he put the cake back into the oven, back into the fire, to be fully cooked and beautiful?
Only when the cake is done baking, only when it is whole and fully cooked does the baker take it out of the oven.
You may think, "Well, what about the martyrs? What about those who died or never lived a life like that?" Well, you're forgetting one thing. After the cake is done baking, does the baker just take it out and sell it? Or would he add icing? You see, we don't get the icing until we get to Heaven to be with out Lord Jesus Christ. We shall see our Make and rejoice for the hard times that made us who we are. Though sometimes we don't understand God, it's because we don't see the whole picture.
And the pain falls like a curtain
On the things I once called certain
And I have to say the words I fear the most
I just don’t know
And the questions without answers
Come and paralyze the dancer
So I stand here on the stage afraid to move
Afraid to fall, oh, but fall I must
On this truth that my life has been formed from the dust
God is God and I am not
I can only see a part of the picture He’s painting
God is God and I am man
So I’ll never understand it all
For only God is God
And the sky begins to thunder
And I’m filled with awe and wonder
‘Til the only burning question that remains
Is who am I
Can I form a single mountain
Take the stars in hand and count them
Can I even take a breath without God giving it to me
He is first and last before all that has been
Beyond all that will pass
Oh, how great are the riches of His wisdom and knowledge
How unsearchable for to Him and through
Him and from Him are all things
So let us worship before the throne
Of the One who is worthy of worship alone