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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