Cracks in the Pottery

I’m showing you some of my mess today. My cracks in the pottery. Everything seems so disorganized right now. My table at home looks like this:

and my desk at work looks like this:

I can’t keep this up. I know. I know.

Some of you are saying “This mess is not that bad!” But it is. I haven’t showed you everything. My laundry piles, my dishes, my dust, and my car. The mess seems to be spilling out everywhere right now.

Back to school for my kids and a very busy fall work schedule has left me with unanswered messages, e-mails that need my response and unscheduled appointments.

I have had to already apologize several mornings to my children and husband for my drill sargent behavior. The craziness of this season doesn’t seem to be bringing out the best in me.

Today I received some encouragement:

Now we have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not ourselves. 2 Cor. 4:7 NLT

I’ve read it hundreds of times. But this morning, sitting at my messy table, I thanked God for the cracks in my life right now. It allows His power to get me through, not myself.

Deep breaths. Long prayers.

He has this.

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