Speck to Plank

Oh what an advantage is perspective! I have felt like only sawdust remains in my eye, if any irritation remains at all, and this feels unhumble. A dream of mine last night turned an impediment in my sight into a plank, forcing me to examine it directly, rather than letting it lay unaddressed beneath the waves of consciousness. I see no value in leaving such things hidden in myself, no advantage to thinking "I am clean" when this is not the case. As my goal is to be clean, in part for my belief that this will lead to a kind of superconductive state that will benefit all; I thank God for this blindspot revealed. 

So using the method of "Fighting Dragons" and realm crafting, I can picture a realm where even the smallest impurity in thought, the tiniest speck of wood, can be turned into a measurable plank in dreams. While this was done for me last night and on prior nights, it feels like only now do I see it as a blessing and not as a nightmare. It feels like only with this exaggerated perspective can I reliably remove such pieces, and with greater ease in those states where they have become planks, so the work in me might be finished. 

To use another analogy, if the heart were a metal possessing impurities, scheduled to be tempered in the forge, but the one who possessed it found a way to remove these impurities from pure gold atom by atom, would a forging even be necessary at that point? If so, would the flames even be felt if their heart were simply melted and then formed again in the same configuration? As realm crafting is not a concept I made up but rather one I gleaned from The Bible, could not this forging be accomplished in the space between heartbeats so as to not even be apparent? If the result is a heart of pure gold either way, would a loving God inflict pain for due processes' sake alone? I for one would like to find out what I am like without impurities of heart, and so I now plot to craft realms that exaggerate these specks into planks in a memorable way, so they might be removed where needed, or reshaped if applicable. Please grant me wisdom in this task, and rest when too many planks are plucked out and carried off in a row wearies my soul.

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