Oh, now in the ‘little skin left’ week I experienced something new that was pretty grand and imposing. It felt as if my life has been this clay pot that’s been perfectly intact and safe. You know the look of the typical clay pot. I imaged one that looked somewhat light brown in colour and had been freshly baked, yes you get the idea. What my wax did, literally (Yet again He used something so small to illustrate this to me..Like a wax, i still laugh), It broke my pot.
He showed me how my pot needs to have tiny little holes in it, in order for His light to shine through. It needs to break a little everyday so that He can gleam out. I need to have a full dependency on ONLY Him. I focused my attention so much on people and their opinions, that it kept my life safe and ‘whole’... i needed to break a bit. So in that depro state I got this tremendous picture to hold on to.