Crackpots

jars of clay

I saw these clay pots tossed in a wooden bin under the counter in a shop catering to tourists in Jerusalem. The good ones stood decently and in order on a clean glass shelf. These were chipped and dust-laden, but nevertheless not discarded.  They spoke to me.

I am often bewildered and have so many questions. I keep getting to take the same tests over and over and I still haven’t got it right. I have chips and dents and scars from the poor choices I have made in times of challenge, but it absolutely amazes me that God chooses to use cracked pots like me. Unlike many organizations which worry about public image He doesn’t discard the wounded. It’s broken-ness that proves God’s goodness, because if I had any power in myself, believe me I am the first person I would fix. His grace amazes and humbles me.

But this beautiful treasure is contained in us—cracked pots made of earth and clay—so that the transcendent character of this power will be clearly seen as coming from God and not from us.  We are cracked and chipped from our afflictions on all sides, but we are not crushed by them. We are bewildered at times, but we do not give in to despair.  We are persecuted, but we have not been abandoned. We have been knocked down, but we are not destroyed. (2 Corinthians 4:7-9)

5 thoughts on “Crackpots

  1. Yes, God’s grace is both humbling and amazing. How a perfect God can use flawed, broken and cracked vessels gives a sense of wonderment. His dwelling in the cracked pots, mind boggling! God is wondrous beyond our imaginations.

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    1. I think we tend to say, “See this movie star, this athlete, this scholar, this wealthy business man? They are Christians. Are you not impressed?” And God says, “See this ex-hooker, this former mental patient, this IRS guy who used to audit people he disagreed with, this unemployed divorced pastor? They are my chosen vessels. I live in them now. Are you not impressed?”

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    1. Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to comment. You look like a fun person. I also lived in England briefly and loved it. I would like to go back again. Excellent English, by the way. God bless your day.

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