The Story Of The Broken Vessel Part Two

[Prophetess Katherine Santos]

" Be gone before you crack me to, you need to be mended anew". Said the chosen vessel that glistened as pure gold and as the grace of the first whitest snow. The member of the house notice that the lip of the water pitcher was cracked, and took that pitcher and put it in a dark cupboard that had a lot of broken vessels in it.There were plates, cups, ladles and mugs. Fussing, complianing and having a discussion about what they once were. There was just enough light in a crack to see what was within. Sadden the water pitcher thought that speaking to the chosen vessel maybe, she had sinned. She had spent many days in the cupboard and listen to the complaing of the other vessels and decided not to join in. That's when they began to mock her, for they thought that she thought, she, was better than them. A plate that was broken, chipped was all, once had beautiful pomegranates all around the end said, "Sometimes vessels go out and we never see them again". Gloom filled her up instead of the waters from the spring. Then suddenly, the cupboard door swung open and a hand came in. It grab and snatch the plate with such a force and the cupboard door closed again. That was the only moment of silence that the water pitcher had heard since being placed in that awful cupboard. As the light in the little crack began to dim the fussers and complainers had started all over again.