Forged in the Fire

There is nothing delicate about the process of ironwork—it involves searing heat and bludgeoning pressure. The act of creation isn’t always pretty, even if the results are.

When have you been through the fire to bring something to birth?

2 thoughts on “Forged in the Fire”

  1. The “searing heat” makes the metal malleable; the “bludgeoning pressure” shapes it. Yet, perhaps counter-intuitively, it is the quenching that make the blade strong. Only a Master Bladesmith knows when the heat grows too great and pulls us out; only a Master Bladesmith knows when to stop shaping us; and it is the Master Bladesmith that quenches us at just the right moment to strengthen us. As tormenting as the heat and pressure are, there comes a quenching at the proper time. We are being “forged in fire” for a noble use.

  2. A relationship with a partner as he developed the more critical aspects of Parkinson’s Disease allowed me to try to continue to understand what was happening, try to accommodate to our relationship in a positive way and, I think, to help him through the final days of his life. Although not being together in the same location, we were able to have times together that brought joy and pleasure to each of us. We never gave up on caring for each other, albeit in different ways.

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