Tuesday, December 9, 2014

China Teacup



Sipping from a china teacup always reminds me that I am loved by God.

I have sacred, treasured memories of time in a cousin’s neighbor’s kitchen.
We were favored with beautifully decorated, delicate, and dainty teacups.
We enjoyed conversations about our heavenly Father and how He loves us.
Even as a young child, I knew I was being trusted with something special.

I thank God for all of the people that have poured life into me,
for all of the blessings still to come,
and for the privilege of being able to pour.

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