Posted by: trbccoffeebreak | January 12, 2017

Our Greatest Blessings

jan-12“And yet, Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We are all formed by your hand.” Isaiah 64:8 (NLT)

There was once a man who went to his rabbi with a complaint, “Rabbi, it says in the Bible, “See. I am setting before you today a blessing and a curse (Duet. 11:26). All I see in my life are curses. Where are the blessings God promises?”

The rabbi answered with a folktale about a couple who visited England to celebrate their wedding anniversary. Both loved antiques, especially teacups. One day, in a charming little shop, they spotted the most beautiful teacup they had ever seen. The couple asked the shop owner if they could see the teacup and she obliged.

As soon as the shop owner handed the lady the cup, it began to speak. It said, I wasn’t always so beautiful. I was once red clay. My master rolled and patted me over and over again. I asked him to leave me alone but he only smiled and said, “not yet.”

Then I was put on the spinning wheel. I was spun around and around. I asked my master to stop. I told him I wanted to get off, but my master only said, “not yet.” Next I was placed in a hot oven. I never felt such heat. I couldn’t understand why my master wanted to burn me. I knocked on the door screaming that I wanted to come out, but I could see my master’s mouth say, “not yet.”

Finally, he opened the door and placed me on a shelf; he brushed me and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible and I thought I would choke. I asked my master to stop, but he said, “not yet.” Then he put me back in the oven, only this time it was even hotter. I thought I wouldn’t survive.

Just when I had nearly given up hope, my Master took me out. He showed me a mirror and I looked like this. A beautiful teacup made of the purest fine china and hand painted by the Master of artistry.  Then my Master explained; if I wouldn’t have rolled you, you would have dried up. If I would have stopped spinning you, you would have fallen. If I hadn’t placed you in the oven, you would have cracked. If I wouldn’t have painted you, you wouldn’t have hardened or had color in your life. If I hadn’t put you back in the oven, you wouldn’t be durable. (selected as told by an old Jewish Rabbi.)

Often God uses the very things in our lives that we thought would be the result of our destruction or demise to catapult us to our greatest blessings and destinies. God uses our sufferings and afflictions for His glory and His namesake. Our trials ground our faith in ways that health, wealth, relationships, status, etc. never could.

“Father, we can trust our lives are in Your hands…the One and only skillful and loving Artisan making our lives beautiful.”

For His Glory

Kim Lacey Schock

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