As Broken Pottery



Psalm 31 verse 12: says from David, ‘I have become like broken pottery because I hear (bear) the slander of many, there is conspiracy and a plot to take my life.’ Mark 10 verse 35 to 38: James and John ask Jesus if they can be seated at his left and right, in his glory. His reply to them was. ‘You do not know what you are asking, To drink the cup I drink to be baptized with the baptism I am baptized with, but to sit thus is not for me to grant. These belong to who are prepared. The son of man came to serve and to give his life for many. Can you drink from the cup I drink?’ David is fearful and believes the sacrifices of God are as a broken spirit, a contrite heart that God will not despise but surely you will deserve truth in inner parts? That will teach wisdom in the inmost place? From brokenness comes truth or wisdom. Through that we know the tongue has the power of life and death but in verse 8 it is written, ‘I will flourish like an olive tree in the house of God’s unfailing love for ever and ever. We will be set free of condemnation, verse 4 of Psalm 55 echoes this plea from horror and trembling, ‘Oh that I had the wings of a dove

I would fly away and rest

I would flee far away to the desert

I would hurry to my place of shelter

far from the tempest and storms.’

So you can survive slanderous tongues and its cause of brokenness and be refused for the cup of suffering Jesus drank from, you can gain a contrite heart, truth and wisdom from being broken but the power of God’s unfailing love gives you shelter, spiritual growth like an olive tree and HIS shelter free from condemnation, tempests and storms not just now. Forever and forever.

Praise, shelter and freedom with God.

Be Blessed


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