FReeper Canteen ~ Sunday Chapel ~ THE CRACKED POT ~ 09 February 2014

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[Kathy in Alaska]

 

 

 

THE CRACKED POT

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master’s house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots of full of water in his master’s house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream.

"I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you." "Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?" "I have been able for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master’s house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all this work, and you don’t get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master’s house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path." Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your path, but not on the other pot’s side? That’s because I have always known about your flaw, and took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you’ve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.

Each of us has our unique flaws. We’re all cracked pots. But, it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You’ve just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them.

Chaplain Mitch Schranz

 

[E.G.C.]

Sunday Morning Coffee Bump.

Weather has improved some. Bo and I spent some time at the lake yesterday.

[Arrowhead1952]

Good morning to everyone at the Canteen. 38º with some frost on the roofs. Have a Blessed Lord's Day.

[Arrowhead1952]

Good morning Kathy. Mid Feb is about the end of the cedar pollen season. I hope it is gone for this year.

[MEG33]

Sunday Blessings To The Canteen

*****
May God Keep Safe All Who Serve Our Country

[Arrowhead1952]

Good morning Meg and (((HUGS))). It’s getting a bit foggy here now. Hope it burns off before church.

[MEG33]

It’s a bit foggy here, too..
Have a blessed Sunday, AH
(((HUGS)))

[MEG33]

I forgot to take my anti histamine and had not noticed..Mt cedar pollen must be low indeed.
Yea!

[Arrowhead1952]

Cedar pollen is on the decline here too.

Have a Blessed Sunday too, Meg.

[Lady Jag]

[E.G.C.]

((HUGS))Good Sunday morning, L.J. How’s it going?

[Arrowhead1952]

Good afternoon L J and Sunday (((HUGS))). Short sleeve weather here today after almost a week of mid 30s.

[ConorMacNessa]

Good Morning, Kathy!

*HUGS*

I hope you're having a good Sunday. I retired last night before 9:00 p.m. I'm in my eighth day of antibiotics and still haven't shaken this bug.

We're still pretty far behind the power curve on renovations. John-Man is feeling better - still not 100%.



"Dia shábháil ar fad anseo!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS AND OUR BELOVED NATION!



Amazing Grace
(Click)
By John Newton

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.
.
’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!
.
Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.
.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
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The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, Who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
.
When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.

"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS AND
OUR BELOVED NATION!

"Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest."

(Joshua 1:9 KJV)

The Lord’s Prayer
Mormon Tabernacle Choir
The U.S. Air Force Band
And Singing Sergeants
(Click)

DEAR LORD, who suffered torment, agony, and death upon the Cross to free our souls from the chains of iniquity, protect and defend our troops. Guide them in the performance of their duties. Strengthen them to endure hardship, danger and deprivation in Your service. Let their efforts free the people of Iraq and Afghanistan from the chains of terror and slavery, foster a lasting peace in the region, and bring all to a greater share in Your Mercy. Amen.

"Dia shábháil ar fad anseo!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS
AND OUR BELOVED NATION!

THE NAVY HYMN
"Eternal Father, Strong to Save"
United States Marine Corps Band and Choir
(Click)

The Marine Corps Verse:

"This is the day which the LORD hath made;
We will rejoice and be glad in it."
Psalms 118:24 (KJV)

A Blessed Lord’s Day To You And Yours!

"Dia shábháil ar fad anseo!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[luvie]

Providence~Mansion Robe and Crown.wma

Glad~Before the Throne Of God Above

Cathedrals~Wonderful Grace of Jesus

Glad~Arise My Soul, Arise

Gaither Homecoming~Heaven's Joy Awaits.wma

Ray Walker~How Great Thou Art.wma

Vocal Majority~Deep River

Have a blessed Sunday
God bless our troops!

[E.G.C.]

Sunday Music Bump.

((HUGS))Good Sunday afternoon, LUV W. How's it going?

[Lady Jag]

Other than being wicked cold and a deep frozen snow cover everything’s good. How about you?

(((HUGS!!!)))

[E.G.C.]

Going OK here. Some freezing fog in places but at least we’re above freezing this afternoon.

[ConorMacNessa]

"EIN FESTE BURG IST
UNSER GOTT"



"Cantata 80, #1 - Ein Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott"
Johann Sebastian Bach
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"Cantata 80, #8 - Ein Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott"
Johann Sebastian Bach
(Click)

"Ein Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott"
Walther, Othmayr, Oslander
(Click)

"Ein Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott"
J.S. Bach - Stokowski Transcription for Orchestra
(Click)

"A Mighty Fortress Is our God"
Robert Shaw Chorale
(Click)

"A Mighty Fortress Is Our God"
Choir of King's College Cambridge
(Click)

Ein’ feste Burg ist unser Gott, Ein gute Wehr und Waffen; Er hilft uns frei aus aller Not, Die uns jetzt hat betroffen. Der alte böse Feind, Mit Ernst er’s jetzt meint, Gross’ Macht und viel List Sein’ grausam’ Ruestung ist, Auf Erd’ ist nicht seingleichen. Mit unsrer Macht is nichts getan, Wir sind gar bald verloren; Es steit’t für uns der rechte Mann, Den Gott hat selbst erkoren. Fragst du, wer der ist? Er heisst Jesu Christ, Der Herr Zebaoth, Und ist kein andrer Gott, Das Feld muss er behalten. Und wenn die Welt voll Teufel wär’ Und wollt’ uns gar verschlingen, So fürchten wir uns nicht so sehr, Es soll uns doch gelingen. Der Fürst dieser Welt, Wie sau’r er sich stellt, Tut er uns doch nicht, Das macht, er ist gericht’t, Ein Wörtlein kann ihn fällen. Das Wort sie sollen lassen stahn Und kein’n Dank dazu haben; Er ist bei uns wohl auf dem Plan Mit seinem Geist und Gaben. Nehmen sie den Leib, Gut, Ehr’, Kind und Weib: Lass fahren dahin, Sie haben’s kein’n Gewinn, Das Reich muss uns doch bleiben.

A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; our helper he amid the flood of mortal ills prevaling. For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe; his craft and power are great, and armed with cruel hate, on earth is not his equal. Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing, were not the right man on our side, the man of God's own choosing. Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is he; Lord Sabaoth, his name, from age to age the same, and he must win the battle. And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, we will not fear, for God hath willed his truth to triumph through us. The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him; his rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure; one little word shall fell him. That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth; the Spirit and the gifts are ours, thru him who with us sideth. Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also; the body they may kill; God's truth abideth still; his kingdom is forever.

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Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)