THE BROKEN CANNING JAR

Now this is a broken jar,

A very sad sight I would say,

It busted in the boiling water,

While I was canning tomatoes the other day.

It just couldn’t stand the pressure,

And simply couldn’t take the heat,

Although it was used for a noble cause,

It has sunk to the bottom in defeat.

Now the tomatoes are all wasted,

The fruit of my labor all lost,

The mess it made needs to be cleaned,

And the jar will have to be tossed.

But may I learn a valuable lesson,

From the jar that gave up the ghost,

When the pressure’s crushing and the heat’s hottest,

It’s in my weakest hour, that I need His strength the most.

~ jw

February 7, 2014