When sg and I heard sermons on the same passage on the same day in different ends of the world.. I just knew I had to blog about it… because through this, I finally found the breakthrough I’ve been waiting for = )
Of course it’s not intentional.. but.. How could I have not gone to church for so long? Gosh.. it’s un-thinkable.
But thank God, for His grace.. I’ll learn to live up to the name You gave.. for everything You gave..
2Cor4:7-10 But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body.
Think I first heard about jars of clay, uncannily, about 10years ago through jas, but didn’t understand it at all..
There are days I really feel like a disintegrated vessel, the more people expect me to be some kind of heroine the greater I feel the vulnerability, especially while running to KR not knowing if the patient is still alive.. but Lord, I know You’ll piece these broken bits together, You’ll be the light that shines through.. without the cracks the light can’t be seen.. You’ll give me the life when I’m exhausted.. stop me from condemning myself.. that is not the life You want from me.. stop me from crushing me, or abandoning myself..
She was telling me.. in those shoes I would have asked why, thought it unfair.. but instead her answer came as, “that’s good enough. I’m happy the way things are”
How often have I ever said that? Instead I’m just a human with expectations and hope.. forgetting that with these came disappointment. But God, in the end, does not disappoint. I should really be grateful for everything I already have.. and I’m learning to be..
