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Forgetting What is Behind and Straining Ahead

This passage has been placed in my path a couple times recently. Usually, that means I should pay attention and figure out how and why it applies. I have read it in half-a-dozen versions, but can not get my mind around it's meaning. The NIV is the most familiar, but The Message makes the most sense. I guess I have some more studying to do. Perhaps I should write this out on an index card so I can ponder it some more. Philippians 3:12-14 (NIV) Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. The Message I'm not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wond...

A Little Pot

Only God in His perfect creativity could have given me "Treasures in Terra Cotta." For months I have pondered a screen name. I wanted something catchy but not too revealing. Should it reflect my role as wife and mother? Should it relate to my home in the desert? Should it be a memory verse? I prayed about it but nothing came to mind until today. For years God and I have been working through (and learning to love) verses about Him being the potter and me being the clay. Unfortunatley, the journey began in my rebellion that kept asking God, "Are you sure you made me this way on purpose? Can't I be more like so-and-so?" Over and over God reminded me that He was the potter and that I needed to quit questioning His design. Is 29:16, Is 45:9 It's a continuous process with many lessons along the way. But when I came across 2 Cor 4:7 it was like I got a glimpse of what God wanted all along. He fashions us of clay. He exerts pressure to mold us. Each little pot creat...