Why I choose you..........................

We all have heard about people that God used to do extremely great works and inventions. Now, the questions that bother most people are; “who exactly does God use? Can he use me?” Well, God used my younger brother to answer this question when he did a spoken word poetry piece some days ago, and I was extremely lucky to be sitting in the audience. I just had to post the wordings here (quite unusual!). It’s titled ‘why I chose you’.

WHY I CHOSE YOU! By Amodu Gbemileke

The Master was searching for a vessel to use. On the shelf were many, now which will He Choose?

“Take me” cried the Gold one. “I’m shiny and bright. I’m the guy all Olympic participants always wish they won. Just to get me, I make people fight. I’m of great value, I even glister in the Night. My beauty and luster will outshine the rest. So, for someone like you, Gold will definitely be the Best!”

The Master walked pass with no word at all. He looked at a cup, narrow and Tall.
“Hi, I’m Silver. I’ll always serve you master, I know how to deliver. Anything you want me to do, I’ll do 10 times better. I’ll send my other strengths to you in a Pamphlet. You can ask my friends, they say I’m perfect. I’ll pour your wine. I can’t wait to be at your table whenever you Dine.”

The Master shook His head and moved on to Brass. “See sir, I heard all what my colleagues said as you walked pass. As for me, I’m finely plated and of reasonable mass. Please, I don’t just want to keep sitting here on the pew. Kindly place me on your table for all men to view.”

The Master walked pass, everywhere was quiet. No single word was spoken. It didn’t take too long before the silence was broken.

“Boss, look at me, my transparency shows that I’m very Clear. Don’t you like what you see? My content is so Dear. I might be fragile, but I’ll serve you with Pride. My name is Crystal, and it’s in your home I want to Abide.”

The Master moved on and came across a vessel of Wood. Polished and carved, it solidly stood.

“Master, please use me for whatever mission. I promise I won’t receive from you any form of commission” the wooden stool begged. “but, I’ll prefer you put on me fresh fruit and not Bread.”

Again, the master walked pass shaking His head. No one had the idea of the vessel the master will choose. All He wanted was a vessel he could cleanse, fill and use.

The master then looked down and saw a vessel of Clay. It was empty and broken, lying where wastes Lay.

“This is the vessel I’ve been hoping to find. I’ll mend and use it. It will be polished and Refined.” He gently lifted the vessel of clay. He mended, cleansed and filled it that day.

The master said; “I need not the vessel with pride of itself. Nor the one who feels too big or too small to stay on the shelf. Nor the one who always wants cheers of the crowd. Nor the one that displays its content so proud. Nor the one that doesn’t hear me, raises his voice so Loud.”
Then the master spoke kindly to the Clay; “There is work you must do. Just pour out on others as I pour on You!!”

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