Friday, October 25, 2013

Broken Vessel


I am like a broken vessel.- Psalms 31:12

I am living in a fallen world and I am an imperfect woman. I am a broken vessel. I am a cracked pot in the hands of my Divine Potter. There are some days when I feel these cracks deeper than I could feel them the day before. I panic and worry about the parts of myself I lose in those cracks. I can feel myself slowly drain through those cracks. Sometimes the cracks grow deeper and then I feel I have every reason to give up trying to function at all.

What I notice less is what Heavenly Father pours into me during the times I feel the cracks are draining all that I have. He always, always, always pours in more than what I am losing. Sometimes I just don't see it. President Monson said  "Heavenly Father's love never changes. … It is there for you when you are sad or happy, discouraged or hopeful. God’s love is there for you whether or not you feel you deserve it. It is simply always there. Never ever doubt that or harden your heart."

I'm thankful for the cracks I have because they drain out what is necessary so that God can pour in what new nourishment I need.
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