POETRY ~ THE MASTER’S VESSEL
The Master was searching for a vessel to use;
On the shelf there were many which one would He choose?
“Take me, cried the gold one I’m shiny and bright,
I’m of great value and I do things just right.
My beauty and luster will outshine the rest
And for someone like you, Master, gold would be the best!”
The Master passed on with no word at all;
He looked at a silver urn, narrow and tall;
“I’ll serve you, dear Master, I’ll pour out your wine
And I’ll be at your table whenever you dine,
My lines are so graceful, my carvings so true,
And my silver will always compliment you.”
Unheeding the Master passed on to the brass,
It was wide mouthed and shallow, and polished like glass.
“Here! Here!” cried the vessel, I know I will do.
Place me on your table for all men to view.”
“Look at me”, called the goblet of crystal so clear.
“My transparency shows my contents so dear,
Though fragile am I,I will serve you with pride,
And I’m sure I’ll be happy in your home to abide.”
The Master came next to a vessel of wood,
Polished and carved, it solidly stood.
“You may use me, dear Master”, the wooden bowl said.
“But I’d rather you used me for fruit, not for bread!”
Then the Master looked down and saw a vessel of clay,
Empty and broken it helplessly lay.
No hope had the vessel that the master might choose,
To cleanse and make whole, to fill and to use.
Ah! This is the vessel I’ve been hoping to find,
I will mend and use it and make it all mine.
I need not the vessel with pride of itself;
Nor the one who is narrow to sit on the shelf;
Nor the one who is big mouthed and shallow and loud;
Nor one who displays his contents so proud;
Nor the one who thinks he can do all things just right;
But this plain earthy vessel filled with my power and might
Then gently He lifted the vessel of clay.
Mended and cleansed it and filled it that day.
Spoke to it kindly “There’s work you must do.
Just pour out to others as I pour into you.”
Author Unknown
Rev. Dr. Marjorie Jordan said,
April 24, 2007 at 7:17 am
I am going to preach on “Thank God He Didn’t Throw the Clay Away” and I had heard this poem, and it fitted so good to go along with my sermon, and I am so thankful that I found it. Thanks for being there when I needed this poem.
Be Blessed,
Dr. Jordan
heaintthroughwithmeyet said,
April 24, 2007 at 8:45 am
Thanks again for commenting on this blog. I hope to see more of you on here!
In His Grip
Andrea
Mary Duhart said,
April 26, 2007 at 11:03 am
I loved this poem. It is a pleasure to visit this site. Keep up the good work.
Barbara Mackay said,
May 12, 2007 at 6:23 am
At the moment I do not have a web site, i love that poem about how things that are broken can used to serve the master. Don’t you think that poem is so like some of us as christians and it is not how we should be i am ssometimes like al those vessels i think most of us are like the broken clay that did not look like it was any usefor anything and some of us think and feel like that. Praise God he can mend us and use us to serve him and pour out to others as he pours into us Amen. Thank you keep up the wonderful work. Barbara
Julie said,
July 29, 2007 at 8:47 pm
We are having a family reunion. Our theme this year is “A vessel of the Lord”. This is the poem we will be using to caring our message.. How fitting it is for our theme!! Thanks for posting this poem… I think it will make a difference as we try to teach our children to be a vessels of the Lord.