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The Tea Cup

I’m not normally a fan of those email forwards with cute messages, adorable pictures of babies or puppies or threatening DOOM if I don’t forward it on to ten of my best friends in ten minutes. But a friend sent me this story this week, and it just really was sweet. It is a story with a Christian theme, but even if that’s not your faith of choice – I think you can still take away something.

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The Tea Cup

There was a couple who used to go England to shop in a beautiful antique store. This trip was to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, especially tea-cups.  Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked “May we see that one? We’ve never seen a cup quite so
beautiful.”

As the lady handed it to them suddenly the tea-cup spoke, “You don’t understand.” it said, “I have not always been a tea-cup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me, pounded me, and patted me over and over until 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, poked and prodded me, and bent me out of shape to suit himself, and then……

“Then he put me into the oven.  I had 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 had cooled, he picked me up and brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were terrible. I thought I would gag. ‘Oh, please stop it. Stop it!’ I cried. He only shook his head and said. ‘Not yet!’.

“Then suddenly he put me back into the oven.  Only, this oven was not like the first one. It was twice as hot, and I just knew that I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. I was convinced that I
would never make it. I was ready to give up. Just then the door opened, and he took me out and placed me once again on the shelf. There 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 know that it hurt you to be rolled and pounded and patted, but if I’d left you alone, you would have dried up.

“‘I know that it made you dizzy to be spun around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled.

“‘I know that it hurt and was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn’t put you there, you would have cracked.

“‘I know that 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 the 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:

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.

So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to “stink”, try this….Brew a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the Potter.

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Nothing has been going right this week for us. My husband’s car refused to start or even give back his keys (they’re lodged in the ignition!), we had to have it towed and we’re waiting to hear what the costs will be. So while I’m at work, he has no transportation. P’s been going through a growth spurt and been waking up several times during the night hungry, which exhausts me for the next day of working. Bills are due, errands need to be run and I’m trying to manage everything between calls at work – which is a challenge. This story came at just the right time to remind me that I may think my life may be difficult now, but there’s usually something bigger in the works. P’s growth spurt means she’s healthy and growing. As much as that’s exhausting for me now, it means good things for her!
These temporary trials make us stronger. I think that’s going to be my mantra for the next few days.

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Hello Monday. Seems like you were just here… and I’m not even working yet. Here’s what’s batting around my head today:

  • I have a dentist’s appointment to get cavities filled. Ugh. I get myself worked up over these visits. One of them isn’t my fault though, a filling came out. Still not looking forward to the afternoon.
  • Liked the Academy Awards last night, although I could have done with a REAL musical number.  if the Social Network had won Best Picture, though… it would have been an ugly scene at my house (I’m rather baffled at the popularity of the film.)
  • About midnight, as we were wrapping up the awards – I was coming out of our kitchen and heard baby P stirring in her bedroom down the hall. All of the sudden, she rips one of the loudest farts I’ve ever heard. Ground-shaking. Is it wrong that I collapsed onto the floor in the giggles?
  • I have one week and two days before I return to work from my maternity leave.
  • I haven’t been grocery shopping in a week, and we’ve run out of milk. I don’t really like sitting down and writing up menus and shopping lists… even though I don’t mind the shopping itself. Guess I’ll have to do that today.
  • The car is in the shop, hopefully being repaired from the crash so that it’s drivable.

It just seems that today, and this week, are full of disappointing necessities. Things I don’t enjoy (nor does my bank account) are all headed my way.

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Happy Friday! We make a point to look back on the week and remember something positive.

Taleah: As frustrating and upsetting (and expensive) as our car accident was, I’m so grateful that it was minor in the grand scheme of things. None of us were hurt and the car did not roll over (as the Sheriff said it could have). We are so blessed.

Jeff: I scored a goal in our soccer game this week!

P: P had her two month check up this week. While she’s a small baby, at the 23% percentile… she’s rocking the height chart at over 79%!  So her newborn pants fit her around her waist, but she’s wearing the 0-3 month sleepers because she’s so long!
What’s good in your life this week?

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I had great plans yesterday to write up some blog posts, get my kitchen cleaned up and maybe even make a shopping list. Alas, it was not meant to be.

Jeff and I LOVE movies. Before P was born, we saw one almost every week. It’s one of our favorite hobbies, and we are pretty good at picking movies. For example, the movie coming out called “Mars Needs Moms”? Ain’t going to make money and it’ll flop. We’re calling it.

Anyways, with me going back to work in two weeks – we wanted to see another movie or two before then. We decided on a 12:15 showing of “Gnomeo and Juliet”. At first, I was really loathe to choose it – because I figured they’d slaughter Shakespeare right and left, but Jeff thought it looked fun. Because we’d have P with us, we didn’t want to see any super loud action films.

On our way down the highway, Jeff and I were having a conversation about homeschooling and college. More of a debate, rather. Even though P is still a few years away from school, we’re starting to look at our options now. I was just making a (very good, in my opinion) point when the car shook. I looked up to see our car spinning and a little red car smashing into Jeff’s side of the car. We ended up on the side of the road, facing oncoming traffic. In what was probably a reckless move on my part, I threw open my door (next to the road) and rushed back to make sure P was okay. She was on my side of the car – the one that hadn’t been hit. She’d slept through the whole thing and was fine.

The kid that hit us was really shaken up, and he said that he had ‘just looked down for a moment’ before he hit us. (I think he was texting… let that be a lesson!) The car was pretty banged up on one side – the driver’s door hardly opens now. But the three of us were okay. Jeff was upset we were missing our bargain movie.

After almost two hours of waiting for the sheriff, waiting for a wrecker to put a spare tire on, waiting at the tire place for them to repair our tire… we were finally done. P was quite a trooper, but it left us all quite a bit frazzled. And then we did see a movie, since we were already in town and the car was drivable. (Side note: we both really enjoyed “Gnomeo and Juliet”. It was adorable and cute and Shakespeare people will get some of the more subtle jokes!)

Today, we got an estimate for the damages. We got two estimates, because we were sure the first was wrong. Both are over three thousand bucks. Michigan is a “No-Fault” state, which means unless we have full coverage (which we didn’t on our little ’98 Buick) – the other driver’s insurance is only liable for 500 bucks. Yep. That’s it. Now if we had three thousand dollars, we probably wouldn’t be driving around a ’98 Buick grandma’s car.

Worst of all, we found out that the accident bent one of the tires into the car – and it’s not recommended that we drive it at all until it’s fixed. Soonest we can have someone look at it is Monday. So we’ll probably have to cancel our weekend plans, give up theatre tickets and go nowhere till we can have it fixed – or it’ll take some very creative rearranging. We’ll fix at least that. The car will look really bad until we get the rest of it taken care of.

What’s funny is that Jeff’s always cautioned me against parking next to banged up cars in parking lots. “If they don’t care about their car, they sure won’t care about yours.” he says. Now I’m realizing they just don’t have money to get it fixed. Sorry, dumpy car drivers. I’m in your shoes now.

We have a second car, but we were told several years ago that it was on the verge of death, completely un-drivable. We’ve hung onto it, and probably will till the wheels fall off – but it makes us nervous driving any further than in our little village. And that was before we became parents! Now we’re twice as nervous! So we may try to get somethings done in that car, but not much.

So yeah… this week is going nothing like what I had planned. I could use a pretty strong drink at this point.

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