Sunday, January 7, 2007
I enjoy Sundays! I enjoy the children that I get to teach in Children's Church. I'm so grateful for the help from Ryne, Zach and Bro Stephen. Our story today was about a retired missionary teaching 3 kids the importance of being in the hands of the master. He gave each one a gift and an address to go to: a lump of clay - an art studio; an old pocket knife - a police station; a bit for a horse - horse stables. The gifts were kind of weird to the kids because they didn't know how to use them and they made a mess with them. Then they met some people that knew how to use them. An artist made beautiful pottery and bowls with the lump of clay. Some policemen met once a week to do some whittling and they made some wonderful things with the knife and wood. A horse trainer, after much patience and process, was able to put the bit in the mouth of a young, untamed colt. We are the lump of clay, the old pocket knife and the horse bit. Seemingly useless until they are placed in the Master's Hands. He molds, and whittles and gets us to trust Him and we begin to become what He wants us to be. He knows what that is and we need to trust Him. And we're not all alike. And we don't all have the same gifts and talents. But we're His. Made by the Master's Hands. James 1:2-4 "My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing."