The Potters Field

EZEKIEL 37

The hand of the Lord was on me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the Lord and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry. He asked me, "Son of man, can these bones live?"

I said, "Sovereign Lord, you alone know.”

Then he said to me, “Prophesy to these bones and say to them, Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life. I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the Lord.”

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Contributor: Loyd Jenkins

Beauty In The Imperfect Squirrel Category

My daughter, Elia (13), recently got really upset about not having the skill to draw a perfect circle in order to paint a sun-scape. I explained to her that although we are often bestowed talents, we still have to practice them. At the same time, I tried to soothe her frustration by explaining that the imperfect drawings and paintings are often seen as beautiful, and not just from parents. The genius in some artists will even deliberately distort their inner view of their scene or subject. We see it and find it beautiful.

Isn't that how God is? He once made a creature perfect--came as a set actually, male and female. And we have degraded over millennia. Yet he finds us beautiful, in the same way that a loving mother or doting father sees their own children... imperfectly perfect. Our children marked distinctively as our own with abilities and inabilities, characteristics and qualities that make them unique and exactly what they are--priceless treasures gifted by God extravagant love and generosity.

This year, it didn't snow for Christmas and it made outside all brown and muddy. But Elia gifted me a Christmas joy in knowing that my children are one of the best gifts God has ever given. I love this picture of a snowman my little Chella painted at 9 years old. It's imperfect, but is artistically flawless!

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