The tea cup

A couple vacationing in Europe went strolling down a little street and saw a quaint little gift shop with a beautiful teacup in the window. The lady collected teacups and she wanted this one for her collection, so she went inside to buy the teacup, and as the story goes the teacup spoke and said:

"I want you to know that I have not always looked like this. It took the process of pain to bring me to this point. You see, there was a time when I was just clay and the Master came and he pounded me and he squeezed me and he kneaded me and I screamed: "STOP THAT!". But he just smiled and said, "Not yet".

Then he took me and put me on the shelf and I went round and round and round and round... and while I was spinning and getting dizzier and dizzier I screamed again and I said, "Please get me off this thing... please get me off!!!" And the Master was looking at me and he was smiling, as he said, "Not yet".

Then he took me and walked toward the oven and shut the door and turned up the heat and I could see him through the window of the oven and it was getting hotter and hotter and I thought, "He's going to burn me to death!".

And I started pounding on the inside of the oven and I said, "Master, let me out, let me out, let me out!", and I could see that he was smiling as he said "Not yet". Then he opened the door and I was fresh and free and he took me out of the oven and he put me on the table and then he got some paint and a paintbrush.

He started dabbing me and making swirls all over me and I started to gag and I said: "Master, stop it... stop it... stop it please... you're making me gag". He just smiled as he said "not yet".

Then very gently he picked me up again and he started walking toward the oven and I said, "Master, NO!! Not again, pleeeease!!". He opened the oven door and he slipped me inside and he shut the door and this time he turned the heat up twice as hot as before and I thought, "He's going to kill me!!", and I looked through the window of the oven and I started to pound on it, saying, "Master... Master, please let me out... please let me out... let me out!".

I could see that he was smiling but I also noticed a tear trickle down his cheek as I watched him mouth the words, "Not yet!"

Just as I thought I was about to die, the door opened and he reached in ever so gently and took me out, fresh and free and he went and placed me on a high shelf and he said: "There, I have created what I intended. Would you like to see yourself?" I said, "Yes". He handed me a mirror and I looked and I looked again and I said, "That's not me, I'm just a lump of clay".

He said, "Yes, that IS you, but it took the process of pain to bring you to this place. You see, had I not worked you when you were clay, then you would have dried up.

If I had not subjected you to the stress of the wheel you would have crumbled. If I had not put you into the heat of the oven you would have cracked. If I had not painted you there would be no color in your life. But, it was the second oven that gave you the strength to endure. Now you are everything I intended you to be - from the beginning." And I, the teacup, heard myself saying something I never thought I would hear myself saying, "Master, forgive me, I did not trust you. I thought you were going to harm me, I did not know you had a glorious future and a hope for me. I was too shortsighted, but I want to thank you.

I want to thank you for the suffering. I want to thank you for the process of pain. Here I am! I give you myself - fill me; pour from me, use me as you see fit. I really want to be a vessel that brings you glory within my life."

God alone is Wise

God alone is full of wisdom,
God alone knows every end,
God alone plans every pathway,
More than we can comprehend.
Infinite! His wisdom soars,
High above our peace and wars,
Grasping all the mysteries,
Governing the galaxies.
Infinite! Our God is wise!
Let our boast in him arise!

Wise! He saves the lowly sinner.
Wise! He keeps his covenant.
Wise! His ways at Calvary
Silence ev’ry argument.
By his blood and righteousness
Jew and gentile he will bless.
None shall boast in any man,
All shall marvel at his plan.
Infinite! Our God is wise!
Let our boast in him arise.

The Son

There was once a father and son. They were both painters. They lived in Europe. One day that so had to go to the Army, the father was very distressed about his son's leaving. He felt very lonelly at times. One day, a soldier came to the door and told to the father that his son died in the war. This soldier had a picture with him and he said this to the father: I have with me a picture of your son that I drew of him beofre he died... I am not so good at drawing. One day while we were on the frontlines fighting, a soldier from the other camp, from the enemy’s side came to me, and he was about to shoot me, when your son jumped in front of the bullet and he took it and died instead of me. I respected and loved your son a lot. He was more than a brother to me. We were very close to each other during the war time. He gave me your address to come to see you and tell you how much he loved you.

The father wept and cried for days on, over his son’s death. He took the picture of his son, that the younger soldier has drew and put it in the middle of the room, and whenever he missed his son he looked at it. Towards the end of his life, he wrote a testament and gave it to his lawyer. One day the famous painter died, and his lawyer, organized an auction. At that auction, many, many famous and reach people came.

Everybody was excited about this auction, and they thought that when they will go home they will be very rich. The auction started with the first painting, and it was the sketch that the soldier made of the sun. The auction started with the selling of this sketch starting from five dollars. The rich people were not happy with this painting and wanted to get over with it and move to the real stuff. And they started shouting:
- Get this ugly painting away from here!

Then the lawyer, asked:
-Is there no one that wants to buy this painting, not even for just five dollars? And then suddenly, inside the room came the soldier and said:
-Sir I will buy this painting, I knew the sun! Sir, I don’t have a lot of money, I am pour I only have five dollars. This is all I have, but please give me that painting. I love it. I love the sun, he died for me!!!

Then the lawyer said:
- Going once, going twice the painting is sold! Its going to the young soldier,.... then he added: -The auction is officially over now.
Everybody was surprised and they all started mumbling and grumbling about this, saying it is impossible.
-How can the auction be over? We just got here! Isn’t there more? Where is the rest, where are all the other paintings that we came here for?
The lawyer looked at them and said:
- The father said in his testament that whoever buys the son’s painting will take all of it and all the other paintings. Whoever takes the son inherits it all.So with this all the rich man, left with nothing.

So it is with God, when he says: Whoever will it take and believe in his son shall inherit the Kingdome of Heaven. Whoever does not believe in his son shall perish and wil be thrown out in the lake of fire for ever.

You are my everything

So many times I try to think of You
So many times I try to reach You
But so many things try to pull me down
This world it's fighting too hard to keep me calm
You try to pull me up and they drag me down
I can’t fight this Lord...all on my own.
You have to come and rescue me from this realm.

I fought so hard so long with the world
I fought wars and battles with my self
And when I finally realised my power's are out
Than it all came clear to me
That you have promised a way out
Than I gasped and said to Thee
Lord I'm done; the devils have warned me out
You're will in my life be done.

You're strength was there all along
Just for me to see and stretch my hand
To grab your hand and have it all for free
But ohhh ..no...I had to do it all my self
I though I was strong enough to carry everywhere
My mountain of burdens, instead of giving it all to Thee.

Now I know and am ready to give it all up
For a higher purpose to live is what I need
I know I’m not worthy of You're call
On my knees in repentance now I plead
To have mercy, look how inside now I bleed
Make my ego die down so you can exalt me
And so in this I could find peace with Thee
I haven’t been a good child I do agree
In front of your mighty throne I shall crawl
Take my pour heart again and mend it all up.
And keep me close to your bosom so can never fall.


You are the Father to me that I never had
You took my earthly parent to give me one in heaven,
You were a friend to me when mine’s have abandoned me.
You are everything to me, but mostly You’re the One,
For many have promised to give me the moon for an expensive fee
You never asked for anything but you gave all you had
You took me by the hand and showed me heaven,
Whispered in my ear that this is my home forever.

Your Love shines on my face Father

 I'm only a child Lord waiting for Your Fatherlly Love.
 I am waiting to  be disciplined so I can  be pleasing to                    
                       You and You only.

What am I worth to you Lord???

If they ask me, why I need You in my life?
If they ask me why I love You?
And if they also ask me why I serve You Lord?


I'll tell them this:

I need You in my life because I can't breath without You.
I love You because You first loved me.
I serve You because You died for me.


Ohhh Lord... before I even learned how to speak You have put a hunger in my heart to see You.

Lord before I was even born You were there for me and have fought for my life and have crowned me.

Lord before my mother has thought of having me and giving me a name You have already said in Heaven my name. You have prepared the way, youhave prepared the day, and You have prepared the date. None of it was a mear accident or coincidence.

Lord before my coming to the earth you have decided I was your child and you have placed a crown upon my head that I have thought many times that was too heavy for me. But You knew better and have named me "the crowned" and have made me to live up to that name.

Lord You have loved me before I even exsited.
But why Lord why??? I do not understand your love for me.

Lord I have abandoned You so many times.
Lord I have doubted Your Word and Your Will in my life so many times.

Lord I have scorned You and I have been mad at You, I have questioned you, I even hated You. Lord.....but You never stoped one bit to continue to love me.

Why Lord why? And why me?

Lord I have never done anything good in my life. Anything that I did good was with the wrong motives. I did it to impress You or others or worse..... to feel good about myself.

Lord I have forsaken You so many times I was looking for you but I was looking the wrong way, seeking You in people, thinking I would find You there. I was lookng down and forgot to look up to You. Now I know that nothing under the sun is good and all of it is meaningless.

                                   Lord what am I worth to you?
                        Why did You pay such a high price for me?

Lord You knew before I knew how I am going to be, You knew what I am going to do. You knew of betrail, of my doubts and questening.....and still You have made me.

                                       What am I worth to You Lord?
                      Why don't You throw me  away? I have sinned so much against You.

Lord I am nothing without You, and if it wasn't for Your Love and Mercy, I would be just anothe rsquarming warmwondering in the world with no pourpose.

                                          Why do You love me so?
                                  Why do You even spoil me?

I left You behinde so many times looking for my own pursuit.
I left my stinking feelings come between us.
I left other things or other relationships, even my dreams and desires come between us. 
I deserve to be abandoned the same way.
I deserve death and punishement.
I deserve to go t hell for all I have sinned against You.

              But No......You wouldn't let me.......through all this You were faithfull and loyal.
    You were still there same place I have left You, broken hearted, grieving but still waiting                                                                    patientlly.

Waiting for stinking me to return for a little while and than to leave again. And You knew that, but
You still stayed strong and unmoved everytime in the same place where I left You, waiting and praying to Your Father to forgive me!...

Ohhhh......and I have cried and have reapt my close off...and have repented and begged for forgivness so many times....Lord.....Havn't You had enough of me yet?

                                          Why do You still keep me strong and healthy
                                               and give me all my hearts desires?
                                                 Why do You  still love me Lord?
                                                  What am I worth to You Lord?

Lord I cannot speak, I cannot do anything good without You.
If You wouldn't put words in my mouth, and if you havn't giving me the wisdom that comes from You I would be nothing. No one would have even glanced at me.


Lord if it wasn't for the Love that You have put in my heart or for the hunger that You have put in my soul I would not know how to Love You or others.
I would not know how to seek You, but because of this Love that you have for me and have put in me is why I want to serve You, and this is why I love You.
I love You Lord because you first Loved me.


But still with my little mind cannot understand Your great Love for me.
I just do not understand why You Love me!? I do not understand the deepness of Your love for me that You have given the Only Son You had to die on a cross for a

                             Stinking, Worthless, Warm like Nobody me.