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The Christmas Teacup

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Last Edited: December 15, 2005, 11:47 pm

I don't know who wrote this poem.  I got a Christmas Card with this message in it yesterday.  I thought I would post it in dedication to Gena and Jorli.  The card was from my Aunt Lorraine, my Godmother.

The Christmas Teacup

"Grandma, why's that teacup sitting 'neath the Christmas tree?"

Amanda asked her Grandma, with eyes wide as they could be.

"Because, my child," Grandma replied, "it's a reminder of the

many ways God demonstrates his never ending love.

You see that pretty teacup was once just a lump of clay.  It

yelped  and cried as God began to mold it one fine day.  Then, God

placed it on a wheel that wildly spun around.  As the teacup cried with

fear, "O Lord, please put me down!"

 

But the Lord said, 'Not quite yet!  Please trust me, if you will,'  As He

gently placed the teacup deep inside a fiery kiln.  There the cup felt true

despair as flames around it burned.  She feared the Lord had left for

good, never to return.

 

All at once cool air rushed in as the door opened wide.  God's loving

hands reached in to bring His precious cup outside.  Then, came strokes

from a fine brush, dipped in God's choice of paint.  Weak from the heat,

englulfed in fumes, the teacup thought she'd faint.

 

Quietly, the teacup cried, 'O Lord what have I done?'  'My child, I'm only

finishing the work that I've begun.'  God said, and locked the cup again behind

the oven door---Yet, from those flames she reemerged, a lump of clay no more.

 

Stronger and more beautiful, her purpose now defined, the teacup sat in

wonder as the Master's name was signed.  "Honey," Grandma whispered,

"that teacup's like me and you.  God has a special purpose for each struggle we

go through So let's sit down and share a special cup of Christmas tea.  And

thank the Lord for all He does to fashion you and me into the folks He had in

mind since long before our birth----The loved ones Jesus came to save when

He came here to earth."

 

Entry #19

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Comment by shalini - December 16, 2005, 5:12 am
I'm a Hindu but I have to tell you this beautiful poem transcends all faiths.

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