The pain produces a certain aspect of purpose, that nothing else can evoke. It digs deep into your soul and exposes everything that is not pure and unholy, causing you to react in ways, that reveal your truest identity.
This is like a fever, it is designed to kill the virus, but effects the whole body. While everything around you is shaking and seems like chaos, the purpose is to rid your Spirit of a toxic agent. A spiritual pathogen.
It cannot be prayed away and it cannot be fasted away. The only way to get to the other side is through the heat of the crucible and by submitting to the furnace.
The heat is neither your friend nor your enemy, but MY agent in this situation.
The world‘s opinions in this moment will not aid you, because MY ways are above their ways. A man’s highest intellect is MY footstool. You must endure and you will survive, because it will be your testimony, that serves as hope for so many others.
Isaiah 48:10-11
“Indeed, I have refined you, but not as silver; I have tested and chosen you in the furnace of affliction. “For My own sake, for My own sake, I will do it [I refrain and do not completely destroy you]; For how can My Name be defiled and profaned [as it would if My chosen people were completely destroyed]? And I will not give My glory to another [by permitting the worshipers of idols to triumph over you]
I Might Be a Prophet 