Conviction - Inspiration - or just empty unused flower pots
They've been set aside over there for months I am sure but they caught my attention on this early morning as I enjoyed my morning coffee. Those unused flower pots are like me-the Christian- a Vessel made for a purpose, intented to be used. Those containers once held flowers and trees and were chosen for a special place. . As a Child of the King many years I was always needed. Summertime and VBS usually found me working as a teacher or more often VBS Director. As we get older we o are often not needed and then we sigh with a bit of relief thinking.."Oh well it would have been an exhausting job anyway. Perhaps I'm not really up to it." That's when seemingly insignificant jobs come along and we realize it can be good for us. Even 70 year olds need that old fashioned "character building" as we become a bit rusty, slow or less confident. Like the unused pots the original design is still in tact..they even look good with the new and the shine gone. There is another kind of beauty in faded and weathered vessels. What an amusing thought-description. That could be me- faded and weathered. I like that. How often I have said about dried flowers. "They are another kind of beauty," to be enjoyed indefinitely. This outdoors inpiration place is really working.