What pure beauty there is when we realize, after having been on Abba’s beloved threshing-floor for so long, that every aspect He has diligently touched has not only turned to pure gold but into golden trumpets. Trumpets declaring the greatness of God despite what may be seen in the flesh, heard in the flesh, experienced in the flesh, or suffered in the flesh. We now do not just believe but we understand, know, and trust there is never a time when Abba cannot not win! ‘What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us? He that spared not His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things?’ Romans 8:31-32