The Story of an Egg

by Judi Chow
I am an egg; I am a cracked egg;
I have to stay away; I don’t want others to see my cracks.

I am a cracked egg; I have no choice;
I have to protect my cracks; I can’t let others touch my vulnerable cracks.

I wasn’t born a cracked egg; I am an Omega-3 egg;
Created with a special purpose, to be more nutritious, more healthy, and more valuable!
Yet my shell is much thinner, I needed to be handled with care.

My master wants to preserve me, make me into a salty egg.
I was dropped inside a glass jar; I crashed into other eggs…
I felt my shell cracking slowly, there is nothing I can do to stop it!

Why? Why me? I used to be worth 3 times more than other eggs;
Now I am worthless, just soaking in salty water, waiting to be throw away!
I am not ready to ask -Why not me?!

After what seemed forever, the master opened the jar,
carefully scooped me out, gently wiped me clean, and
deliberately placed me on a carton.

I don’t understand it; there are other eggs in the jar, but I was the one chosen!
My master started taking pictures of me, focusing on my cracks, saying how beautiful they are.

I am just a cracked egg; I was chosen for a special purpose;
I don’t need to hide my cracks now; everyone can see through my cracked shell.

I don’t mind it anymore; hopefully they will learn as I did,
to see from my master’s eyes: the beauty and usefulness of a cracked egg!

The Shipwreck

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small,  uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements and to store his few possessions. But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky.

The worst had happened; everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger. “God, how could you do this to me!” he cried. Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. “How did you know I was here?” asked the weary man of his rescuers. “We saw your smoke signal,” they replied.

It is easy to get discouraged when things are going badly. But we shouldn’t lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering. Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground–it just may be a smoke signal that summons The Grace of God. (Author Unknown)


(Not sure where I found this inspiration from.)

Although things are not perfect
Because of trial or pain
Continue in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame
Even when the times are hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know
Imagine life without His love
Joy would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts to thee
Move out of “Camp Complaining”
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start every day with worship
To “thank” is a command
Until we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We’ll run the race with gratitude
X alting God most high
Yes, there’ll be good times and yes some will be bad, but…
Zion waits in glory…where none are ever sad!