The Potter’s Hand

A little boy and his father walked side by side in a beautiful antique shop. They admired different pieces of crafts and artistry, stopping now and again to marvel at the diversity in uniqueness.
“Uuuhhh daddy! Which one do we get to take home with us?” the little boy’s eyes danced with excitement.
“I pick this one!” His Father said without hesitation as he stooped down at a shelf.
The little boy looked from the shelf to his father and cringed his nose. He was confused at what he would have clearly spelt out as a ‘poor choice.’
“Are you sure Daddy? It’s kind of odd-looking and crooked.”
“Yes, I am sure. I will be able to do more with it than the new and polished ones.”
“Okay if you say so,” the little boy was not overly convinced but was confident in the fact that

His Daddy would never lie to Him. He understood that as an artist His Daddy could turn something especially unlovely into something unique and valuable.

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And that is the story of God’s Grace in our lives! He picks the worst of us without hesitation and believes that He can turn us into vessels of honour worth admiring! Grace is a person ~ Jesus Christ. He believes without a shadow of doubt that we can be just like Him. We look at ourselves and wonder how He could use us with all of our imperfections. That’s the mystery of Grace! Grace rewires you and empowers you to be just like Jesus. We often think how we should have more faith or more love for God but we forget that it all starts with Him. He loved us first! He believed in us first and picked us out! Each of us, with a beautiful plan in mind. When we start to think this way, we can then respond to the love of God for us and not the love we have for God, it’s a whole different perspective when we begin to see through the eyes of Grace! Have you responded to Grace today? Seeing through His eyes of Love and faith in you?! I would love to hear your thoughts and comments!

So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. 4 But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him.” (Jeremiah 18:3-4)

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