EVELYN BROKE ONE OF MAMA'S CHERISHED ASSETS.
In one of the remote communities in the Niger Delta region of Nigeria,west Africa.There was an old woman who happened to live alone because her two chlidren were all in the city for a greener pastures.
who is that?,Mama responded to a knock on her front door.We are the one,the visitors answered.Can't you mention your names?Mama echoed.Your grand children are here.The visitors responded.Mama immediately dashed to her front door to welcome her grand children.Eviii..(short for Evelyn),Akan, how are you and your parent? Look at my children,they are now grown up adults.I last set my eyes on you six years ago when you were 7 and 4 year old.How time flies!
What are my going to give to my children..o, Mama talked to self as she ran to her kitchen.Lo and behold,no cooked food was left in the pots.
Mama began to pull items out to prepare food for her august visitors,it was another surprise for Mama,when she discovered that there was no drop of water left in the pitcher.Mama was very determine to entertained her grand children she has not seen for quite a long time with a sumptuous meal to be prepared by her own God given fingers.Mama ,with the pitcher in her hand was getting set to go to the near by steam.
Emilia,25,their nanny,who also accompanied them to spend their long vacation with their grand mother,grabbed the pitcher.Mama,you can't do this,don't worry, we will fetch the water.Evelyn and Emilia prevailed on Mama.Evelyn insisted she must be the one to bear the pitcher.As you people are going,be very careful, the road is not good..o.Mama warned.
Meanwhile,the road to the stream has been well designed and decorated with potholes by the erosion.
Their journey to the stream was a successful one.They fetched and the pitcher was well placed on Evelyn's head by Emilia.Can you carry it,are you sure you can carry it?Emilia asked.I will prove to you that this pitcher is too small for me to carry.Evelyn boasted.Their journey home was smooth untill the unexpected happened.Evelyn missed her steps,and mama's only pitcher landed on the ground.You've broken mama's only pitcher,Emilia exclaimed repeatedly.O! mama's only pitcher,how about the food,what about the joy of our visit,Evelyn queried as she cried to high heaven.
My daughter, what's the matter?an elderly man who arrived on an old ricketed bicycle asked.My daughter stop crying,I will mould the pitcher back to it original shape.The old man promised as he stoopped down to pick the pieces of the broken pitcher.Stop crying my daughter,with these pieces, I will make a new pitcher for you.The old man reassured Evelyn.
Don't throw away the broken pieces of your life,approach the Lord Jesus,He can mould you back
into a brand new vessle.
Try Him today.
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