...when you think that all things are dried up, when you think there is no hope for you, and you have passed everything, then that is the time that God makes the man, when tried by fire that God purges you, takes the dross away and brings forth the pure gold. Only melted gold is minted. Only moistened clay receives the mold. Only soft wax receives the seal. Only broken, contrite hearts receive the mark as the potter turns us on his wheel, shaped and burnt to take and keep the heavenly mold, the stamp of God's pure gold.
--Smith Wigglesworth
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