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There was a couple who used to go England to shop in a beautiful antique store. This trip was to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially tea-cups. Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked   "May we see that?  We've never seen a cup quite  so beautiful."
 
 As the lady handed it to them,; suddenly the tea-cup spoke, "You don't understand." It said, "I have not always been a tea-cup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, Don't  do  that.  I  don't  like  it! Let  me  alone," but he only smiled, and  gently said; "Not yet!!"  Then. WHAM!  I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. 'Stop it !  I'm getting so  dizzy!   I'm going to be sick!',  I screamed. But the master only nodded and said,  quietly;  'Not
 yet.'   He spun me and poked and prodded and bent  me out of shape to suit himself
 and then......
 
 Then he put me in the oven.  I never felt such heat. I yelled and  knocked and pounded at the door. " Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet'. When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good!  "Ah, this is much better," I thought.
 
 But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Oh, please; Stop it, Stop it!!'  I cried. He only shook his head and said. 'Not yet!'. Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven.   Only it was not  like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would  suffocate.  I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried.   I was  convinced I would never make it.  I was ready to give up.  Just then  the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I  cooled and waited -------and waited, wondering What's he going to do to me next? 
 

An hour later he handed me a mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did. I said,   'That's not me;     that couldn't  be me. It's beautiful.  I'm beautiful!"' 

 Quietly he spoke: "I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up.  I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened.  You would not have had any color in your life. If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held.
Now  you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began 
with you." 
 
The moral of this story is this:

God knows what He's doing [ for each of us ]. He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mould us and make us, and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will.


So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this.... Brew a cup of of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup,  sit down and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the Potter.


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What an Excellent share!!!


*smiling at my coffee cup*



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Now I have to go out into some antique shops and get me a beautiful tea cup,,,,  and a saucer 


love in recovery,


amanda



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What about us common folks what drinks their teas from a tramps sock for extra flavour

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Thank you Rick for this share. I know the Potter is continully working on this vessel and many times I have not liked it, but I trust Him and His will is always better then I can imagine.


I love my cup of tea and will look at my tea cup in a different now.


(((Hugs)))


GammyRose



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