Why was I afraid to ask for a purifying fire?
Was I afraid I wouldn’t hold up?
Isn’t that what fire means, dying?
I kept waiting for the right time to ask.
Too tired, to busy.
Got to make sure I’m ready.
You don’t ask for a clean heart on a whim…right?
Isn’t that one of those things to approach prayerfully…
oh, wait.
Just do it, Abby said.
Why not?
Is there ever a wrong time to ask for fire?
So I did.
Stand firm, Beloved.
PennyDaisy 
It’s still a scary thing to ask. I’ll pray for you. If God is involed it will most assuradly (sp?) turn out to be good.
Well, and why not? After all “this fallen world…doesn’t hold your soul.”
Fire burns. I know you’re ready. Be blessed!
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Not even a guess? Oh well, that’s ok. You do have a much shorter name. And there’s no “h” at the end of it, right?