Imagine a cracked flower pot.
...broken into pieces
Now, imagine "the Potter" putting the pieces together...delicately, carefully creating wholeness.
The Potter's Presence radiating from within...Through what does this radiance shine?
Through the cracks. Through the broken places.
God heals broken places.
And lets His Light shine to comfort others.
God could use a cracked-pot like me.
~ Comfort others with the comfort God has given. ~
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When I was about to throw away the first little flower pot,
I thought of this metaphor that Patsy Clairmont used years and years ago.
Then I thought that God could use this little cracked pot to
recreate Patsy's story.
Thank you, Patsy Clairmont, for your gracious giving of God's gifts
of teaching and humor.
No pots were harmed during the making of this post.
Pots were already broken by husband and daughter ;D
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Sweet story. I always say "If God could use me, He could use anybody."
ReplyDeleteI am especially grateful for your "disclaimer", as I would hate to have to turn you in for abusing pot.
Oh..it is wonderful that God can use us in the condition of brokenness that He finds us. I love your take on that analogy and your photos are sooo beautiful!
ReplyDeleteAnd I loved your disclaimer at the end!! smile.
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am I the daughter that broke the pot? or was it Rachael? :D LOvE yOu MoM and thanks for putting up with all the things we've broken throughout the years.... Rachael's porcelain doll incident comes to mind... when she hung the doll from her foot and it crashed on the slate floor... but only a mom picks up ALL the pieces and stays up to the wee hours of the night gluing her back together!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind words about my Dads blog.
ReplyDeleteI love that book! I have identified with her many a time....
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