Bursting into flames

The concept of being a phoenix is quite an enthralling one until you consider the part where you burst into flames and burn to a pile of ash. The decent downwards as the heat inside begins to rise and the tongues of flames begin to lick about growing hotter... can you envision it? Excellent, now think about the worst moment of your life...*jeopardy music plays in the background* ... now you have a conceptual image you can apply.

Given a choice I would never, ever, ever "go down in flames" but we do not always have a choice in the matter. The truth of it is that in order to be a phoenix I MUST burn to ash in order to be reborn. Ugh, that uncomfortable mess of mess of dying to be reborn can't we just change instead? I think the real concept here that terrifies the most is: the free abandon it requires to allow yourself to burn. Pain is temporary. It will end. It's the choice to sacrifice the one thing you hold most dear-your WILL.

Jesus said, "...Thy kingdom come, Thy WILL BE DONE on earth as IT IS in heaven..." when teaching us how to approach the throne of the Father. It is the first request made to God after praising Him. HIS WILL ON EARTH. And in the garden as Jesus wept, "Not my will, but YOURS BE DONE." Even Jesus cried about having to die, it is only human. He was willing, and he died for me.

I see bursting into flames as the great decent! Emblazoned in the Glory of God as he falls beside me, always with me, reassuring me that the pain is temporary amd it will end. Exclaiming what joy He has in my WILLingness to join Him. His excitement at the coming resurrection of His beautiful phoenix. He holds my hand as we are bursting into flames.
Will you become a phoenix?
                 Love,
I am of the Resurrection