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Okay this is something I found in my piles of stuff last night and I really enjoy it. I got it from a friend a while back but none the less. I am going to share it with you all. I think she got it in a book called letters from God or something along that line.
Dear Work of My Hands,
Sometimes you look at your life and all you see are the imperfections. And it's true, being human you can't escape them. But I don't expect your life to run perfectly, and I know you still have challenges in your future. All I ask is that you trust Me and all Me to use you just as you are. For I have created you to be a vessel, an earthen vessel, filled with Me.
To be My vessel you don't need to be perfect, just availble. Consider a man perishing of thirst. At the well, he finds an old, chipped piece of pottery in the form of a servicable jug. Perhaps he kneows sof a finely glazed ceramic pitcher on the other side of town, ready to be used. For which vessel would he be most thankful? So, I remind you, trust Me, and remain available to Me. Let Me use you to pour out my love upon others. And in due time, your earthen imperfections will be transformed into heavenly glories!
In My Hands,
Your King
Dear Work of My Hands,
Sometimes you look at your life and all you see are the imperfections. And it's true, being human you can't escape them. But I don't expect your life to run perfectly, and I know you still have challenges in your future. All I ask is that you trust Me and all Me to use you just as you are. For I have created you to be a vessel, an earthen vessel, filled with Me.
To be My vessel you don't need to be perfect, just availble. Consider a man perishing of thirst. At the well, he finds an old, chipped piece of pottery in the form of a servicable jug. Perhaps he kneows sof a finely glazed ceramic pitcher on the other side of town, ready to be used. For which vessel would he be most thankful? So, I remind you, trust Me, and remain available to Me. Let Me use you to pour out my love upon others. And in due time, your earthen imperfections will be transformed into heavenly glories!
In My Hands,
Your King