A Cracked Pitcher and a Vintage Clock

I don't pass up an ironstone pitcher,

even one with cracks.

I might say, especially one with cracks.

I paid $5 for this and it is enormous!

The chips and discoloration

show signs of age and character.

I hope that's what aging has done for me. 

Yes, I have some age spots

and I guess the wrinkles kinda look like cracks, 

and I have been broken.

However, unlike the pitcher, 

I don't intend to sit on a shelf 

for display only.

I've done that long enough.

I want to be of use and of service

as the cracked pitcher once was. 

Time is ticking away

and at 53,

I'm not getting any younger.

Did you know that anything

over 50 years of age 

is considered vintage.

Can you believe that?

This week I was allowed

and had the privilege of 

attending a Bible Study with 

girls much younger that I.

I was amazed at the wisdom 

of these young mothers.

I wish I had not been stuborn 

and learned some of these hard
lessons at a younger age.

I wish I had said, "Yes,"

to the call many years ago.

Sometimes I wonder if time 

has ticked away to fast 

and I missed it. 

  

I can't go back and change the past.

I CAN allow God to use the broken pieces

in my life to heal others who are broken, 

"making the most of every opportunity," 

as God's Word says, "because the days are evil."

Thank you, Holy Spirit for the lesson,.

When we're still enough to listen,

we can hear Him speak.

Bonnie:)