Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you. Just like the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand. —Jeremiah 18.6
Whoever does not carry the cross and follow me cannot be my disciple. None of you can become my disciple if you do not give up all your possessions. —Luke 14. 27, 33
What you cling to is not household goods, that's not likely what you need to let go of.
What you carry is not the silver cross, stylish, matching your outfit, fitting well with your life already.
Not the wooden one, stained with blood and drama, not the annoyance, the “cross to bear.”
No: enter the suffering of the world; bear it one person at a time.
Accept the weight of powerlessness, and its power; surrender your own way that you want to get.
Let the potter reshape you into a form not of your choosing,
a life that's not yours, a struggle not for you to win.
What you let go of may seem as life itself. Let the new life be given to you.
The little cry of grief is the weight of the hand on the clay.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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