For His Purpose

                                                                     For His Purpose

     My daughter cut her right hand on a broken glass while doing dishes today.  She received immediate medical help by technicians and a first aid kit.  Bandage on and tears stopped, she commenced to eating lunch with her non-dominant hand.

     Batter up!  Today, Grandpa and Dad took over the dish routine.  Many glass glasses awaited their turn in the soapy plunge.   Plastic glasses, also aligned, took their place in the moderate deluge.  I was reminded about God.  He makes a difference.  Praise God.  He knows His own.

     Does not the Word say some are predestined to wrath and some to glory?  In other words, He makes a distinction calling a people who were not His people, His people.  He has predetermined in His own mind, that if a person by choice, follows his own pursuits, never answering the higher calling, he shall burn.  Hence, I am thankful He pulls us out of the fire to come.

     Glass glasses are handled with care.  They are used in noble settings.  Plastic glasses are for the rough handlers.  A lower state they serve and barely make it to the supper table.  Thanksgiving is marked by Grandma’s fine utensils hidden in the up cupboard.  Special.

     Are we not His chosen?  A covenant He has sworn.  If any call upon His name, He is faithful to save them.  In this He has predestined, making up His mind before He created the earth.  God, in His foresight, made a plan to redeem Mankind before he fell in the garden.  God is just that good.

     So, I am a glass glass.  I am handled with care.  He has predestined me to glory through the name of His Son.  Others remain plastic wares.  Upon choice, they can ask God to change them to glass.  But, as He has said, all men will be held responsible for their actions.  God is just and a deliverer of a true sentence.  To make no upward choice now leaves God no choice but to drop the vessel to the floor.  He abides by His own standard.

     Will we be used for His purposes?  Better yet, will we coordinate with Him to walk in the works He has prepared for us?  We bear fruit and so glorify Him.  Will we as glasses let His light shine out of us?  Our choice.  His purpose.


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