Broken Vessel

Behold, like the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand.
Jeremiah 18:6 ESV

One day... a potter was walking... and He spied a vessel...
It was broken... broken by the wind and the rain...
And He saw it with so much compassion...
to make it over again.

And I was that vessel... and some (including me) thought I was no good...
Then, I cried... LORD... YOU'RE THE POTTER... and I am the clay...
Make me over again I pray.

Then GOD picked up the pieces... of my broken life that day...
and He made of my life... a new vessel... He revived my soul again.

I truly was that vessel. Raised in a Christian parsonage, attended church and Sunday school faithfully, gave my life to Jesus at an early age and served faithfully as a Sunday school teacher, youth program director, Sunday school superintendent, studied for the ministry and served as Protestant lay leader onboard several U.S. Navy submarines.

But still I was lost. Lost, wandering down the road; often broken and discouraged. Sin plagued my life, and like the prodigal son I chose to do my own thing... separated from the family of God... from God Himself. I claimed to be a Christian and I guess I was... but lost because I chose my own way... I was a broken vessel.

Over the course of the years He showed His love over and over again. He brought into my life a delightful wife and 2 wonderful sons. And then later I found out the breadth of His love. He spared one son's life and healed my wife from cancer and pain while taking her home to Heaven. Since then He has brought another wonderful wife into my life. Over the years He's blessed me with many granddaughters... and the list could go on.

One dark night, literally, I lay in a hospital bed, my life was sinking away and soon I knew I'd be with my Lord. But God spared my life that night and showed me His love again. I will never forget the night of January 4, 2021. Covid-19 and satan were winning... but GOD won it all. He saw this broken vessel, had compassion on my failing body and put me back together again. Clay in the potter's hands can make ugly into a vessel with new beauty and life. I thank my God for his compassion and mercy and the new life He has allowed me to have.

So...
let God pick up the pieces... of YOUR broken life today.
He'll make of YOUR life a new vessel. He'll revive your soul again.

Praise His Holy name.

If you're reading this line I hope my short testimony will encourage you to seek God and let Him mend your broken vessel.

Love in the name of Christ,

Your host, Nick

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Your hosts personal testimony