Sifting
Let’s just say I “had a lot going on.” It was the kind of ‘lot going on’ that left me still and prayerful as opposed to my often frazzled “doing.” During prayer one morning, I saw a clear mental image of sifting – junk on top – good stuff going through a sieve, like when cleaning out a kitty litter box. That’s not the kind of thing that had happened to me before, but I know I didn’t imagine it! I went straight to the Word and read: “Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift all of you as wheat. But