The Broken Cup

Jill Davidson

I once possessed a broken cup; the clay was chipped and cracked.
Impossible to fill with living water that I lacked.
I never got a good long drink that took my thirst away.
I desired a new cup, one of the finest clay.

I went back to the Potter who had made my well-worn cup.
He smiled and kindly said to me, "It's time to give it up.
I'll make for you a new cup you can fill up to the brim."
He formed and shaped a vessel from the life I gave to Him.

Now my cup is overflowing and I drink from it each day,
Grateful to the Potter and His hands which formed the clay.
My cup is running over with the joy that life can bring,
And my thanks is ever given to Jesus Christ, my King.

Published by Jill Davidson

Ms. Davidson is self-employed as a secondhand merchant, crafter, and free-lance writer.  View profile

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  • Shirley Mandel5/26/2009

    This is simply beautiful!

  • cathiesbloggs2/22/2008

    WOW !!!...such deep meaning with this !!!!

  • 3lilangels2/8/2008

    love it very beautiful, love your poetry!

  • Girl Gone Fishing1/30/2008

    I love it!!!

  • Secretsides1/29/2008

    This is beautiful you are a very gifted poetess and Christian.

  • Cindi Starr1/25/2008

    This poem also brought tears to my eyes, and reminded me of all the Christian poetry I've written over the years that lies in a file. Keep writing the poetry, you have quite a talent.

  • Rebecca Livermore1/22/2008

    This is beautiful; I love it!

  • Harriet Steinberg1/21/2008

    Great poem I loved this

  • Veronica Davidson1/21/2008

    Beautiful way to start out my week. Thanks!

  • Lenora Murdock1/21/2008

    Awesome! I really like this.

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