II Corinthians 4:7 says:
But we have this treasure in earthen vessels to show this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.
I became inquisitive about the words "earthen vessels." I thought I had a good idea of its meaning but decided to do a word study with my favorite Greek scholar, Spiros Zodhiates. He is a wonderful instructor that knows how to search out root-word origins.
Through my study, I discovered the word vessel (skeuos) to be defined as a holder, jar, or something that contains. The word earthen (ostrakinos) is a substance made of clay, brittle, and easily broken.
I began to realize that I am nothing more than a lump of clay.
And yet, Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We are all formed by your hand. (Isaiah 64:
I want to share with you a beautiful illustration that I heard years ago that still speaks to my heart whenever I have one of those, "I can't do anything right" days. It is the lesson of "The Cracked Pot."
Many years ago, in a very poor Middle East village, stood an ancient stone well. Along side of that well sat two large watering pots. One of them was like new, beautifully formed, even had graceful etchings along its curved handle.
The other, not as new yet still useful, had become cracked over the years. Time after time, the pot was passed over by the people with the exception of a little village girl. She had grown fond of the neglected pitcher. Every day she would chose it instead of the beautiful pot.
One morning, the old pot asked the little girl, "Why do you continue to use me, when you know I am flawed and cannot hold the water you and your family so desperately need?" The little girl spoke not a word, but carried the broken pot to a familiar pathway that she traveled daily.

With her tiny voice she said, "This is why I pick you." There before the pot was a row of delicate wild flowers that had bloomed along the trail because of the water that had trickled and leaked from the pot. The buried seeds of the flowers had been watered as she made her way home each day. The cracked pot for the first time had seen its worth through the eyes of a grateful little girl.
Just like the not so perfect piece of pottery, the Potter uses us as God's creations despite our imperfections. Sometimes, unfortunately, we have to be placed back on the potter's wheel to be remolded. This is not always a fun process but it is necessary in order to smooth out some of the flaws that God says must go! In even more serious times, God will actually break us and begin the process all over again. All because He's after something within us that will ultimately produce a vessel of honor for His glory.
But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to Him. (Jeremiah 18: 4)
Just so you know you are in good company, here are some of the more famous "cracked pots" found in the Bible:

Noah was a drunk
Abraham was too old
Isaac was a daydreamer
Jacob was a liar
Leah was ugly
Joseph was abused
Moses had a stuttering problem
Gideon was afraid
Samson had long hair and was a womanizer,
Rahab was a prostitute,
Jeremiah and Timothy were too young, Mary, the mother of Jesus, was a teenager
David had an affair and was a murderer
Elijah was suicidal
Isaiah preached naked
Jonah ran from God
Naomi was a widow
Job went bankrupt
John the Baptist ate bugs
Peter denied Christ
The Disciples fell asleep while praying
Martha worried about everything
The Samaritan woman was divorced more than once
Zaccheus was too small
Paul was too religious
Timothy had an ulcer
...AND Lazarus was dead!


We may find ourselves falling on our faces. But just like these heroes and heroines of the faith, God has promised to be our treasure while in these earthen vessels. Hallelujah! We have immutable Deity dwelling in a breakable container. The "Complete One" abiding in the "Incomplete ones." Wh

ok, ive been doing a lil thinking lately, know its a lil bit random, but theres summing i just started to write, and i thought i'd put it up here to c if i can get any ideas /inspiration from you ppl. so what im thinking, is ill put here what really started me on this ordeal and get your feedback, so hopefully in a lil while ill be able to come to some conclusions, and maybe come to a place where i can write something meaningfull/helpfull... so here goes....


Brokenness... it’s an interesting word. It’s one that’s been on my mind a lot, and summing I've been hearing a lot about lately. It seems to be something that a lot of people either have, or are dealing with.
So why is that? Why is it we live in such a broken, messed up world? And what can we do about it?

"Life without GOD is like an unsharpened pencil ... Its Blunt Boring Thick & Messy but most of all .. It has no point!"

"You know when you have to think twice about speaking up-save the seccond and juest go with the origional feeling.
you have a 50/50 chance of getting it wrong, or a 100% chance of regretting a missed opportunity."