Went to encounters tonight and had an awesome vision I can't shake.
I am an empty, dusty clay cup. Formless and without beauty, I am simply a cup. My brim is cracked and my inside is clogged with dust and dirt that is caked to the bottom. I have a purpose, but I haven't been used for a very long time.
But now -- what's this? A clear pitcher is being lifted and poured over me. I am being filled with cold, fresh water. There's no way it can pry the dirt caked in my insides. But somehow -- miraculously -- it does. The scum quivers and parts, floating to the surface of the water being continuously poured in me. I am being filled. Not only am I being filled, but also filled to the brim. No, wait -- the water is overflowing, pouring out over my edges. The cracks in my brim are in the process of being cleaned and smoothed over. The scum that used to be caked in the bottom is being poured out onto the ground and the water that has filled me is completely clear.
As it pours out of me, though, I see brilliant colors in the water. I focus in on the colors and they are dazzlingly vivid...so much so that it's mesmerizing. I forget that I am watching water and before I know it, the water has transformed into thick paint spilling out of me at a tremendous pace.
My God has replaced the dirt in my life with his colors, his paint, and his calling on my life.
I am an empty, dusty clay cup. Formless and without beauty, I am simply a cup. My brim is cracked and my inside is clogged with dust and dirt that is caked to the bottom. I have a purpose, but I haven't been used for a very long time.
But now -- what's this? A clear pitcher is being lifted and poured over me. I am being filled with cold, fresh water. There's no way it can pry the dirt caked in my insides. But somehow -- miraculously -- it does. The scum quivers and parts, floating to the surface of the water being continuously poured in me. I am being filled. Not only am I being filled, but also filled to the brim. No, wait -- the water is overflowing, pouring out over my edges. The cracks in my brim are in the process of being cleaned and smoothed over. The scum that used to be caked in the bottom is being poured out onto the ground and the water that has filled me is completely clear.
As it pours out of me, though, I see brilliant colors in the water. I focus in on the colors and they are dazzlingly vivid...so much so that it's mesmerizing. I forget that I am watching water and before I know it, the water has transformed into thick paint spilling out of me at a tremendous pace.
My God has replaced the dirt in my life with his colors, his paint, and his calling on my life.
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