Greetings from Austin Street
Happy Monday! Bruce is
still having problems with the sinus infection. Tonight when we sat down to
dinner he sang the opening pitch of our table grace. It was several tones lower
than usual. We sang anyway, but laughed. Geni also took him out to our storage
unit tonight while I studied and wrote a short paper. He has become a little cold natured. He went
to find winter jackets. This cold natured thing is a new development. He also
said that most of his therapies went well except his education therapy. He did not think he did well today. I think
he has set a high standard for himself and when he does not hit the mark he
becomes upset with himself. I reassured
him that everyone has a bad class sometimes and tomorrow will be back to
normal. God is good and love wins!
Lord, I am ready and willing for you to shape me and use me.
In Jesus name. Amen
One of my favorite songs is The Potter’s Hand. If I am
granted God’s grace for ordination this song will be a congregational hymn that
will be sung. “…crafted into Your
perfect plan.” The story from Jeremiah
shares that Jeremiah went to the potter’s shed and watched. After watching the
potter make pot after perfect pot one of the pots did not turn out as he
desired. So the potter did not discard the pot. He took the still soft clay and
plied it into a shapeless lump. He returned it to the wheel and began again;
shaping and molding the clay into the desired shape until it was beautiful,
perfect and ready for the potter’s use.
God loves us so very much that we are remade daily into His
image and being prepared for God’s highest use. We are not throw away clay. We
are the creation God chose to be in relationship and shower us with extravagant
love. When we let God lead us we are the
clay in His hands being recreated and crafted into His perfect plan to be used
as a vessel in His heart.
“He used that clay to make another
pot the way he wanted it to be.”
Jeremiah 18: 4
Take joy in this amazing journey. Trust God
daily. Wear comfortable shoes and get some sleep. Love you all, Bruce and Gaylene
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