I am A Broken Reed

Isaiah 42_3

A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out. In faithfulness he will bring forth justice; 
Isaiah 42:3

This verse speaks of ‘bruised reeds and smouldering wicks’. Jesus isn’t looking for just perfect reeds. He came looking for those of us who know we need Him. Jesus doesn’t care if we are perfect reeds or bruised reeds, a light that burns brightly or a dim smoldering wick. What this passage is telling us is that even if a lot of us are like broken and bruised reeds, or are dimly burning wicks with just a hint of smoke and a little bit of light, Jesus isn’t going to extinguish us or throw us away!

Sadly, today’s world has more and more people battered and bruised and with very little light. All of us feel this way at times, I know I do.  And maybe you do today. We all have to realize that there are some problems in this life that only Jesus can deal with.

Take time today to remember that God plays the most beautiful music out of the most broken reed. Never give up on the vision God has put on your heart! We serve a limitless God so DREAM BIG and step into the empowering GRACE He has given you.
Thank you Lord God for sending your Son to this world, to minister, to live, die, and to be raised again so that He can come into our hearts and fill us with the hope, strength and encouragement that we need. Today I sing your praises Lord for I know your Son is not one that will ever turn His back on us.  Amen

We Are His Workmanship

Be the you god created
photo courtesy of Tony Evans

My intent was to write about scripture every Sunday, but that didn’t happen last Sunday.  I felt awful about it, it was getting late and I was gonna sit down and rush through it to keep my plan, and then I stopped…..I was trying to keep my plan, not God’s plan.  I sat back down in the recliner and reflected on the day.  My wife was up north with her mom who is going through treatment for her cancer, my daughter had to work all day, and I was blessed with spending a full day by myself with my energetic, full of life, adventure seeking, always happy and always filled with love grandson Lincoln James….and I smiled.  God’s plan was so much better.

This Sunday I went with the flow and God’s plan had time for me to read, reflect and write.  Last Sunday is gone by the lesson remains, God’s plan is the only plan and I received the blessings of letting my plans go and following God’s.  I had time today for more than one scripture so here’s the first.

Yet you,  Lord , are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.

Isaiah 64:8

In this verse the Lord says He wants us to be as clay in His hands. If you stop top think about it, a potter will take the clay in his hands, work it, roll it, and shape it according to any design he wants. The Lord doesn’t ask us how He should bring us to the condition He desires. Each person has their own character, demeanor, and traits; the Lord deals with each person accordingly, as an individual.  We must become as clay in the hand of the Potter, making no resistance to whatever the Lord will make of us. When we unconditionally surrender ourselves to whatever the Lord will make of us, we find peace.

Remember this; a long time ago the great painter Michelangelo came across a very large block of marble.  It was beautiful.  He looked at the block of marble and said he saw an angel inside just waiting for the chance to get out.  He picked up a chisel and hammer and began the chiseling process.

In very much the same way we God is always at work on us.  We are his workmanship