Tuesday, November 15, 2011

mismatched vessels

{via pinterest}
i have two sets of dishes in my cupboards.

they could not be more different.

one is round, blue and green and flecked with brown.  the other is square, with deep strokes of tan and chocolate.  there are chips and cracked edges. they are far from perfect.

but i can't help but run my fingers over the edges and ponder these imperfect servants of mine.

because they resonate. i feel as though we converse at times, as i wipe them dry and stack them carefully again.

from one cracked vessel to another. 

i marvel often how my Jesus teaches me through the simplest of things. 

how i can look at this unusual collection of plates and bowls and matching mugs and find my reflection in their surface. 

because isn't that what we are in Christ? a mismatched collection of imperfect people, these chipped pieces of china and these pottery plates. 
{via pinterest}




these broken, beautiful ones who join hands and whisper

lead me to the Cross.

and so i cannot help but stop and run my fingers over each fragile corner, every lasting stroke that paints the portrait of Love on each ceramic surface. 

i don't claim perfection. i claim Christ. 

and so i stand with the strong and the beautiful.

i stand with the mismatched. 

 but we have this treasure in earthen vessels, so that the surpassing greatness of the power will be of God and not from ourselves; we are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed.
--2 Corinthians 4:7-9 



{linking with emily and all my imperfect companions.
freedom in brokenness}


10 comments:

  1. I love this. I love reading your blog. I love how boldly you connect everything in your life to the Savior.
    beautiful

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  2. aww...this is epic. :) my cupboard would make you laugh. i have a set of porcelain bowls and plates that used to be my great-grandmothers, and then i have a set of green plastic plates, bowls, and cups from good ol' Target that were on sale. :P so again, you make a beautiful simile, and i wonder at your creative genius. <3

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  3. Rachel, your words are so powerful, so poetic. They sing to me. Thank you for sharing this. I love coming to this place. It's like worship to my soul.

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  4. I stand with the mismatched too! I love this idea and how you brought it altogether back to Christ--the Great Redeemer! Love it!

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  5. such sweet beauty here. i stand with you, imperfection and all, mismatched souls, but beautiful in the eyes of Christ.

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  6. beautiful illustration. . . beautifully written.

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  7. smiles...running your fingers over the chips...that is lovely..and we do it when we spend time with the discarded...and remember we were once as well...

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  8. lovely...lovely post...
    blessings as we stand together...all of us mismatched and redeemed...

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  9. i stand with the mismatched....

    amen, sister. i'm standing there, with you. xo

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon