Little tea cup story

Little tea cup story

We sometimes question why God allows us to go through some of the trials and tribulations we go through. I believe this little tea cup story will answer a lot of the questions for us. God does know what is needed and what he is doing, whether we understand it or not.

I'm A Little Tea Cup....
There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups. Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."

As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me, pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that." "I don't like it!" "Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!"

Then WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. "Stop it! I'm getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!", I screamed. But the Master only nodded and said, quietly; "Not yet."

He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. "Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, "Not yet.".

When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought. But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Oh, please, Stop it, Stop, I cried. He only shook his head and said. "Not yet!"

Then suddenly he put me back into the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to give up. Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited and waited, wondering "What's he going to do to me next?"

An hour later he handed me a mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did. I said, That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful!!!

Quietly he spoke: "I want you to remember', he said, 'I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. You would not have had any color in your life. If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you."

The moral of this story is this: God knows what He's doing for each of us. He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mold us and make us, and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made Into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will.
It's a parable, It's an earthly story with a heavenly meaning. That's how Jesus taught in the Gospel's. The parable's in the Gospels were given,and taught by Jesus himself, because he knew that was how people could understand, and relate to it better, and still do today. He taught us to teach the way he taught, to do as he did,and to become more Christ like.

We all use examples, or little stories so that people understand what we are trying to say, to explain it in some way, so that better understanding may come forth.

I'm sorry you saw this as a false light, that was not my intentions. I just know that it helped me, and many other's when I would teach on trials and tribulations, and how hard they are to go through. When I would tell this little story (parable),it helped them to understand the why of it all, because many times we do feel like we just can't stand it anymore, that we do feel suffocated,and feel like we are just going to die sometimes, because of the fire we seem to be going through at times. They could relate to what I was trying to get across to them.

Even an old piece of coal, does not become a beautiful diamond until it goes through the fire. God wants us to shine forth as brilliant as a diamond. Many times that means we have to walk through the fire, so to speak,to make us into what he intended for us to be from the beginning.

Jesus has a purpose ,and a reason, as well as a season for all that we must walk through to be his disciples, on our way to our eternal home. Sometimes it's because of our own doing, sometimes it's at the hands of other's, but he will do whatever he has to, because he is more concerned about our eternal destiny then he is about our comfort zones.

This was just an example,a story, or parable. It had much meaning to me, and I pray it will help someone else on here to understand that nothing last forever, and that whatever we are going through that "this to shall pass."