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Redemption and Spilled Beads

Yesterday I participated in a story of redemption. I was cleaning up some clutter on the floor, which lead to putting some things away in the craft cupboard. I opened the door and out fell a bucket of beads, minus the lid. Thousands of beads now lay at my feet. I was ready to get really upset at the careless person who left the lid off the bucket. The vacuum seemed like an easy way to package them back up and prevent this chore from happening to me again. But I slowed just a second and thought of how upset a young crafter might be the next time she wanted beads. I didn't think I'd want to tell her where they went. So I started to scoop up handfuls of the little rounds, and rolled them back into the bead bucket. Anger attempted to take control of me, but then I heard another child humming, "Redeemed. Redeemed. Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb." Those beads were really innocent, and very helpless. Their lives depend on a power outside of themselves for any good to happen with them. They couldn't do anything to save themselves from the vacuum. They lay helpless before the cupboard door. "Redeemed." Redeeming the helpless. The thought of my own helpless condition, so prone to impatience and irritation, and the loving service of my own Redeemer changed my attitude. I picked up every last bead, checking carefully to see that none were overlooked, lost forever.

Redeemed and so happy in Jesus
No language my rapture can tell.
I know that the light of His presence
With me doth continually dwell.

Redeemed. Redeemed.
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
Redeemed. Redeemed.
His child and forever I am.
- Fanny Jane Crosby
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  1. UnknownJanuary 8, 2010 at 1:52 PM

    Thank you for sharing this beautiful thought.

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  2. ~marci~January 14, 2010 at 10:36 AM

    So good to think about what we can learn from these little nusciences of life. Thanks for sharing your reaction. That encourages me!

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