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From: XtraMSN Nicknamekeepbeingtrue  (Original Message)Sent: 28/07/2008 1:51 a.m.
Here's a little story I read today that might give you all a little help coping...

Subject: The Tea Cup

There was a couple who used to go to England to shop in the beautiful stores. They both liked antiques and pottery and especially teacups. This was their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary and the shop they visited had a beautiful teacup.

They said to the shop assistant, "May we see that? We've never seen one quite so beautiful." As the lady handed it over to them, the teacup spoke suddenly.

"You don't understand," it said. "I haven't always been a teacup. There was a time when I was red and I was clay. My master took me, rolled me, patted me over and over and I yelled out,

'Let me alone' but he only smiled, 'Not yet.'

"Then I was placed on a spinning wheel," the teacup said, "and suddenly I was spun around. 'Stop it! I'm getting dizzy! ' I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, 'Not yet.'

Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I wondered why he wanted to burn me, and I yelled and knocked at the door. I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as
he shook his head, 'Not yet.'

Finally the door opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. 'There, that's better', I said. And he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag.

'Stop it, stop it!' I cried. He only nodded, 'Not yet.'

Then suddenly he put me back into the oven, not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. All the time I could see him through the opening nodding his head saying, 'Not yet.'

Then I knew there wasn't any hope. I would never make it. I was ready to give up. But the door opened and he took me out and placed me on the shelf. One hour later he handed me a mirror and I couldn't believe it was me. 'It's beautiful. I'm beautiful.'

'I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I had left you alone, you would have dried up.

I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled.

I knew it hurt and was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked.

I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened; you would not have had any color in your life.
And if I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't survive for very long because the hardness would not have held .

Now you are a finished product.
You are what I had in mind when I first began with you.

The moral of this story is this: God knows what He's doing for each of us.

He is the potter, and we are His clay.

He will mold us and make us and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will.

So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control;
when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials;
when life seems to 'stink', try this.

Brew a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the Potter.

~Author Unknown~





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From: XtraMSN NicknameLynnS2274Sent: 28/07/2008 5:33 a.m.
What a beautiful story!  I love this.  Thank you, keepbeingtrue.
 
Lynn

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From: XtraMSN NicknamekeepbeingtrueSent: 28/07/2008 5:44 p.m.
I really liked it too...makes me think that there just might be a reason for this P in my life and all the insane days that come along with it...I feels like I get tossed from the frying pan to fire regularily...but if it is to make me something real special in the end...then maybe it is worth it:>) Who knows what God has in mind

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From: XtraMSN Nicknamebelrose777Sent: 28/08/2008 7:48 p.m.
very cool-belrose777

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From: XtraMSN NicknamekellomalSent: 29/08/2008 3:47 a.m.
What a lovely, thought provoking story.
Kel

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From: XtraMSN Nicknamemaligned1000Sent: 3/09/2008 6:51 p.m.
Thank you for this story!  The oven I was in fired away the judgements I use to pronounce on parents. 

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From: XtraMSN NicknamefemfreeSent: 3/09/2008 9:19 p.m.
That is beautiful

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From: XtraMSN NicknamesparkysmoonladySent: 7/09/2008 3:54 p.m.
I would have to search through my old music - I used to play guitar at the Youth
Services in Church

There was a chorus - and I have the word right in front of me but can't remember right now but part of it went
 
#Break me, melt me, mold me, fill me#
 
That seems a life time ago - my P did put me through that but
 
I am chosen - I know this truth - and although it didn't happen exactly in any order I did see the glory of the Lord - I was filled with the Holy Spirit
 
My P was what I call  "an expendable child" - he was adopted by us at 2 weeks and we had our biological child two years later
 
This child put us through hell - a fine place for the melting process
 
But in his mind his birth mother didn't want him - so how could I?
 
He acted out and died in Juvenile Detention - and this changed my life so much - I was able to get out there and lobby for better conditions in the Department of Corrections to begin with - and Australian Aboriginal Deaths in Custody
 
His birth mother lied about his birth father
 
But I did a lot for other people for about 10 years after he died and then stopped
 
I said he was expendable - he was - the autopsy found aorta and cardiac artery atheroma - and we had no idea that this was a possibility
 
He could have died anywhere - he was often a homeless youth - of course he did have a good home if he chose to live with us
 
He was often gone for a long time and maybe he could have died and I might still have been waiting for him to turn up
 
His actual death was not from his heart abnormalities - it was suicide
 
So - he worked his way to a place where no one wanted him - I loved him - I never got off the hook
 
But in death - he was the instrument for change and change things did
 
So yes - pretty tea cup - I know - I might be getting on in years - but I hear you
 
Sparky

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