I watched my father-in-law turn a rusty knife into a beautiful, shining blade with a razor-sharp edge.
He simply used a sanding belt in his shop. He was careful not to press too hard or too long in any one spot.
The blade got pretty warm, a bit uncomfortable to hold.
Life is like that sometimes. Just a bit too hot for comfort. So I try to remember that I’m in the Master’s hand. He’s sharpening me, and I’ll be better for it.
Dave ‘Tud’ Nance