Walking the Thin Line


Flower & pot

Flower & pot (Photo credit: Vijay Sonar)

Father,

When I look at my life, I seem to be walking a very thin line between giving up and barely keeping my head above the water.  Maybe it is a safety valve You’ve built in to my life to keep in check my tendency to be prideful and selfish. The struggle drives me to You and opens my eyes to other struggling people, giving me the ability to relate to them! It’s like the story about the cracked pot used to grow flowers along the path. Take my struggle with forgiveness.

It’s interesting to note that most bible devotionals I read the past couple of days focused on love, fruits of the spirit etc. The theme touched me a lot and the repeating pattern caught my notice.

Father, I need knowledge in Your perspective, so that I may rejoice in what You choose for me. Most of the time, I waste days being discouraged about my circumstances and challenges, when they are really blessings in disguise, given to teach me in Your ways. Thank You for being patient with me when my family and friends acknowledge how difficult it is to love me and live with me.

Father, I came across Hebrews 10: 26 – 31 yesterday, which reminded me of the man Christian saw who had lost You in Bunyan’s “Pilgrim’s Progress” and I grew worried. I need to always remember You Father! Thank You for scattering the little reminders through out my day that show me You still love me!

Father, forgive me my cracked nature and my forgetfulness and use them for Your work. Just as You are patient with me, help me be patient with the cracked pots and forgetful people in my life and love them like You do. I ask this in the name of Jesus, my Lord and my Savior.

Amen

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The Broken Pot (source: www.word4life.com)

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on an end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the masters house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his masters house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream.

“I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you.” 
“Why?” asked the bearer. “What are you ashamed of?” 
“I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your masters house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don’t get full value from your efforts.” the pot said.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, “As we return to the masters house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.”

Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the Pot apologized to the bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, “Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pots side? That’s because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you’ve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my masters table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

Each of us has our own unique flaws. We’re all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father’s table. In Gods great economy, nothing goes to waste. Don’t be afraid of your flaws.

Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause of beauty. Know that in our weakness your strength is made perfect. (2 Corinthians 12:9)