Friday, April 26, 2013

The "Cracked" Vessel

Two years ago I placed a raffle ticket in a huge bowl full of tickets as a chance to win a free iPad at a writing conference. Part of the proceeds of the raffle tickets were going to support fellow author, Brenda Novak's special diabetes charity. I had no idea what one would do with an iPad and had never wished for one, but the money was going to a good cause.
That year I had been honored by being allowed to introduce Romantic Suspense Author, Brenda Novak. I began by saying "I have a confession to make. I am an addict." Those who know me can imagine the hushed shock silencing the room. (grin) Then I said, "I'm addicted to Brenda Novak novels and I have to wait until November for my next fix!" Laugher erupted.
I have long been a fan of Brenda's books. She creates larger than life characters, placing them in suspenseful situations that seem impossible to escape. But love and good triumph at the end. She is not a Christian author, but I am an eclectic reader.
However, I digress. Back to the iPad. That drawing was the last of the day. know what I'm going to say. My name was drawn and read. I brought the iPad home and showed hubby, but I couldn't tell him how I would use it. I had no clue. Soon, though, I had it up and running and began to understand how powerful it could be. I downloaded an app which allowed me to write on it and sync with my computer later.
While hubby was going through pulmonary exercise therapy two days a week for three hours each day, I took my iPad and sat in the cantine at the VA Clinic and wrote. Those days I wrote a lot of words! I loved the iPad. So much so that it nearly became an obsession. Not good.
We can so easily get caught up in idolizing something worldly which pulls us away from the one true God. One day, about a month after receiving the iPad, I was preparing to walk down the stairs to my office when it suddenly fell straight down to the ceramic tile floor--glass side down. One corner shattered. I thought it had been destroyed.
The iPad still works, but a crack runs diagonally across the screen. I put a protective clear shield over the screen to help protect it.

Now when I look at my iPad I can see the imperfection, but despite the appearance it gives me the same benefits. One thing has changed. I no longer "idolize" it. I believe the fall was orchestrated to get my attention. My iPad is a tool God provided for me to share His love with the world through my words. Just like me, my iPad is imperfect. I have multiple cracks and through my journey in this world, I will receive many more scars. Yet I am beautiful in His eyes.
2 Corinthians 12:9 But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. (NIV)




Unknown said...

We often say God had to put a crack in our pride. But He did not take the tool away, just helped put it all in perspective.

Thanks Carole Ann for this beautiful message.

Carol Ann said...

That is so true, Sharon. Thank you for stopping by! You are loved.