Thank you for the devotion. A great reminder that we are being molded by the Heavenly Father for His purpose. A flower for you!
3995Thank you dear Monica, for our special daily word - I love this one - it says so much..... *4U
211078Thank You Monica . A nice way to start the Day. A flower for you.
16513very good Monica, at times we have to be put back on that wheel to be remolded
9811Now this is what i call positive. We do all have challanges and trials in life and we have to look beyond them and just keep our thoughts and sights to the power to be. For me that is my Heavenly father and his son Jesus Christ. What ever bad happens in my day only becomes history and tomorrow is a new day with new trials and triumphs for if i don't let the trials get me down i have triumphed. thanks for this Mad14kt i love reading things like this.
18167Oh to b molded as he would have me to b. Thanks Monica *4U
145789MORE...THE TEACUP There was a couple who used to go to England to shop in the beautifulstores. They both liked antiques and pottery and especially teacups.This was their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. One day in this beautiful shop they saw a beautiful teacup. They said,"May we see that? We've never seen one quiet so beautiful." As thelady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don'tunderstand," it said, "I haven't always been a teacup." "There was a time when I was red and I was clay. My master took me androlled me and patted me over and over and I yelled out, 'Let me alone,'but he only smiled, 'Not yet.' "Then I was placed on a spinning wheel," the teacup said, "and suddenlyI was spun around and around and around. 'Stop it! I'm getting dizzy!'I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, 'Not yet.' "Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I wondered why hewanted to burn me, and I yelled and knocked at the door. I could seehim through the opening and I could read his lips, as he shook his head,'Not yet!' "Finally the door opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool.'There that's better,' I said. And he brushed and painted me all over.The fumes were horrible; I thought I would gag. 'Stop it, stop it!' Icried. He only nodded, 'Not yet.' "Then suddenly he put me back into the oven, not like the first one.This was twice as hot and I knew I would suffocate. I begged. Ipleaded, I screamed. I cried. All the time I could see him throughthe opening nodding his head saying, 'Not yet!' "Then I knew there wasn't any hope. I would never make it. I was readyto give up. But the door opened and he took me out and placed me onthe shelf. One hour later he handed me a mirror and said, 'Look atyourself.' And I did. I said, 'That's not me; that couldn't be me.It's beautiful. I'm beautiful.' "'I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurts to be rolledand patted, but if I had left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know itmade you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, youwould have crumbled. I knew it was hot and disagreeable in the oven,but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. "'I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, butif I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened; you would not havehad any color in your life. And if I hadn't put you back in the secondoven, you wouldn't survive for very long because the hardness would nothave held. "'Now you are a finished product. You are what I had in mind when Ifirst began you.'" Jeremiah 18:6 "O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potterdoes?" declares the LORD. "Like clay in the hand of the potter, so areyou in my hand, O house of Israel." -- Author Unknown
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