It's hard, but we CAN endure... be strong! Have Hope.....

Discussion in 'Fibromyalgia Main Forum' started by CatsKimber, Oct 8, 2005.

  1. CatsKimber

    CatsKimber New Member

    A couple was shopping in a antique store. Spotting an exceptional tea cup,
    they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."
    The Lady handed the Tea Cup to them and tied to the handle was a note and it
    read...

    I have not always been a tea-cup. There was a time when I was
    just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted
    me over and over and I yelled out, Don't do that I don't like it! "Leave me
    alone,"but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!!" Then. WHAM! I was
    placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and
    around. 'Stop it! I'm getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!', I screamed.
    But the master only nodded and said, quietly; 'Not yet.' He spun me and
    poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and . Then he put
    me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at
    the door." Help! Get me out of here!" I could see
    him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from
    side to side, 'Not yet". When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute,
    the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I
    began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought.
    But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over.
    The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Oh, please; Stop it, Stop
    it!!' I cried. He only shook! his head andsaid. 'Not yet!'. Then suddenly
    he put me back in to the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was
    twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged, pleaded. I
    screamed. I cried. I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to
    give up. Just then the door opened and h e took me out and
    again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited --- and waited,
    wondering What's he going to do to me next? An hour later he handed me a
    mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did.

    I said, 'That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm
    beautiful!"' Quietly he spoke: "I want you to remember." "Then" he said, "I
    know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you
    alone, you'd 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 know it hurt and it
    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. If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you
    wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held.
    Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first
    began with you."

    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.
  2. neldwn2me

    neldwn2me New Member

    I NEEDED THAT . GOD BLESS YOU
  3. spmary

    spmary New Member

    Thanks, I needed that...I think I am spinning now. I will always remember this story and be thankful for it and for you sending it. Love, Mary
  4. Pianowoman

    Pianowoman New Member

    This is a beautiful reminder to all of us that we are loved and cared for, despite our daily trials.
    The Potter and I will be chatting tonight.

    Kathy.
  5. CatsKimber

    CatsKimber New Member

    hope you don't mind if i bump myself... it's for desertsage
  6. Juloo

    Juloo Member

    ...that those of us on the board feel awful or are on the mend by turns. Those of us who are doing better on a given day can help those who are having a bad day by helping them to remember that we can endure. Thank you for taking your time to post this.