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Risks and Rewards

I remember going to a birthday party as a little girl, where the cake was so beautiful, the mother of the birthday girl didn’t want to cut it. Presumably she’d had it made and perhaps it was expensive. I must have been seven or eight and, at that age, cutting the birthday cake was one of the highlights of any birthday party. I was not the only guest to be bitterly disappointed.

I am ambivalent about gifts of fine china. Should one keep them safe so they don’t get broken, or use them for their intended purpose? I have done both. When my grandchildren were babies, my daughter and I covered one of their feet in ceramic glaze and imprinted footprints onto china bisque-ware. My first grandchild’s footprints were on a sugar bowl which was fired and the prints made permanent. I happily filled my sugar bowl with sugar and thought about my adorable granddaughter every time I used it. One day it fell. A piece broke off from one side and a crack appeared in the other. Out came all the sugar and the sugar bowl now sits on my highest shelf with the jagged hole facing the back. On either side are milk jugs (which have never been used) adorned with the footprints of two subsequent grandchildren. I hardly ever look at them.

For Christmas my daughter made my husband and I Granny and Grampa mugs with our favourite Bible verses painted on them. Every morning I have been drinking my first coffee of the day in my mug and enjoying it. I thought about my daughter and occasionally the Scripture verse. (Philippians 4:13) Today the mug slipped off the tray my husband was carrying and broke.

I do not regret the choice I made. I have been enjoying that mug so much more than if I had put it away to keep it safe. The memory will always be there.

It is all a matter of weighing up the risks and the rewards.

I think God had to weigh up the risks and rewards when He decided to entrust us with His gospel. Paul says, “But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God…,” Clay jars break easily. God could have entrusted His kingdom to angels to proclaim but He chose to use us because the rewards were worth the risks to Him. Yes, there is a chance that we might fail, that we might mess up. God was willing to take the risk for the reward of working together with us, His beloved children to fulfill his purposes.

My Prayer

Father God, You know exactly how fragile I am, that I am just dust. Thank You for the privilege of being Your child. Thank You for letting me be part of Your great plan to redeem the world. I want to get to know You more as You work in me to will and to do your good pleasure. Amen.

Grandsons and watches

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My daughter phoned me this morning to say there was a courier outside our shared gate and he had come to collect her son’s watch which was broken.

“Not the new one he just bought?” I asked. My heart sank. My grandson loved that watch. We were babysitting a couple of nights ago and praying to the tune of The Lord is good to me. When it was my grandson’s turn to say thank you, he thanked God for his watch. He had been given several gifts of money for his birthday and he had put them together to buy a real sports watch costing more than we would ever consider for a grandchild’s birthday present. He must be heartbroken.

“Yes,” my daughter confirmed. “That watch.”

My mind went back to another grandson and another watch. Last year my husband and I flew to New Zealand to spend time over Christmas with our son, daughter-in-law and three grandchildren. I had asked their mother what super heroes or Disney characters the children were into and she told me her oldest son loved Catboy from PJ Masks. Imagine my delight, therefore, when I found a Catboy watch in a toy shop for a price within our Christmas budget. On Christmas morning our grandson was so excited to get his new watch. A week later he told me, “Granny, I love my watch very much.”

Then the inevitable happened. The watch broke. Not the watch itself, but the strap. I was heartbroken for him.

What is the answer? Should we avoid cheap presents because they will break? Well, the sports watch of my South African grandson was by no means cheap and it broke. Should we avoid presents altogether? I don’t think so. I think it is important for children to learn at a young age that nothing in this world lasts forever. Yes we mourn a loss of what used to be ours. Our heartbreak is real.

Recently my best friend’s mother had a stroke and can no longer care for herself. She is desperately unhappy and wants to go home. Her life as she knew it in her own home is broken. It will never be the same again.

All we have is a gift from God, our job, marriage, children, talents, health, wealth. Nothing in this world lasts forever. Jesus said, “Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.” (Matth. 24:35)

I love my life, my husband, my home, my family. Truly The lines are fallen to me in pleasant places; yes, I have a goodly heritage. (Ps 16:6) I thank God every day for my blessings but it behoves me to remember that nothing on this earth lasts forever. Best I set my heart on things that will not break, will last forever. Matthew 6:17 could be paraphrased, “Do not set your heart on things of this earth, which will pass away, but rather set your heart on things above that are eternal.”

Broken Pieces

The following was sent to me via Whats App and I thought it was good enough to share.
I was at the grocery store this morning and heard a loud crash and something shattering. Being nosy, I walked towards the sound and saw some people whispering and looking back to the end of the next aisle. When I walked down that aisle, I saw an older lady had hit a shelf containing dishes with her cart and many had fallen to the ground and broke. She was kneeling on the floor embarrassed, frantically picking up the shattered pieces, while her husband was peeling off the bar code from each broken dish saying “Now we will have to pay for all this!”
I felt so bad for her, and everyone was just standing there staring at her!! I went and knelt beside her and told her not to worry and started helping her pick up the broken pieces. After about a minute, the store manager came and knelt beside us and said, “Leave it, we will clean this up. Let’s get your information so you can go to the hospital and have that cut on your hand looked at.”
The lady, totally embarrassed said, “I need to pay for all this first.” The manager smiled, helped her to her feet and said, “No ma’am, we have insurance for this, you do not have to pay anything!”
For you who have read this so far, I would like you to give me a minute. Wherever you are, close your eyes, and imagine God doing the same for you!
Collect the pieces of your broken heart from all the blows life has thrown at you. God will heal all your wounds, and I assure you that your sins and mistakes will be forgiven. 
You see, we all have the same insurance, and it’s called Grace. When you accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior and ask for forgiveness, the Manager of the universe, GOD, will say to you “Everything has already been paid for, now go on your way, all is forgiven!”

Thank you to the Unknown Author.

yellow and pink flowers view behind broken glass

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