"For God who said, 'Let light shine out of darkness,' made His light shine in our hearts.... But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us." (2Cor 4:6-7)
A jar of clay? A pot. An image of earthly humanity. And at my age, my "pot" has been used and beat around. Which makes me what? A cracked old pot, not so much containing God's glory as helplessly hoping that's what will shine through and ooze out in a way that blesses my world.
Like you, I have had to say many goodbyes on the platform of life and each one seems to break my heart and yet make it stronger all at once. As I grow older, I realise how incredibly small our world is and I am still surprised at how many times God directs my path so that it crosses once again with some of those old and dear friends. In God's hands we are never more than a short span apart.
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Wow Mom! Makes me want to cry! Great reminder at the end though.
Like you, I have had to say many goodbyes on the platform of life and each one seems to break my heart and yet make it stronger all at once. As I grow older, I realise how incredibly small our world is and I am still surprised at how many times God directs my path so that it crosses once again with some of those old and dear friends. In God's hands we are never more than a short span apart.
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