A seed must die, rot, corrupt, smell, and go back to the dust of the earth, in order to bring forth new life. It takes the pounding of gold, turned over and over, back and forth, and pounded until all the dross is taken out of it. Not because it shines, ’cause iron pyrite, what is known as fool’s gold, shines like real gold. But, you put the two together. You set them out to one side, you can hardly tell them apart. But put them together, you can tell it. And the beater always has to beat till he—he sees his own image reflecting in the gold.

And God sets a time and has a purpose for everything that He does. There is nothing happens just accidentally to those who love the Lord and are called according to His calling. See? We are predestinated. And everything works just right, for that, because He cannot lie. And He said that was so, that everything has its time, its season, and it has its way. And God is behind every move. And sometimes you think that everything is going wrong. It’s up to us. Those things are put upon us, trials and wonderings. It’s testing, to see how we will react on an action.