“The painter and the broken canvas” 

There was once a young artist who dreamed of painting something that would change the world.

One night, his studio caught fire.

Everything he owned — every brush, every painting, every color — turned to ashes.

Only one thing remained: a large canvas, half-burned, blackened by smoke, and torn on the edges.

He wanted to throw it away.

But then, he felt a whisper in his heart:

“Use what’s left.”

So, with trembling hands, he began again — not on a clean canvas, but on the broken one.

He painted over the burn marks, turned the dark edges into mountains, and from the ashes, painted the rising sun.

Months later, that same painting was placed in a church.

Below it were the words:

“Beauty from ashes.”

People wept when they saw it — not because it was perfect,

but because it told their story too.

A story of loss, grace and the God who turns ashes into beauty!!!

He redeems what’s broken.

God bless you.

Romans 8:28 "And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.”

2 Corinthians 5:17 "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.”

Joel 2:25 "So I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten…”

"He can turn your burned canvas into a masterpiece.” [Isaiah 61:3 — Beauty for ashes.]

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The empty well

In a small village in a desert, there was a well that gave cool, refreshing water to all the villagers.
Every morning, people came with their buckets, drawing what they needed for the day.

But one year, the rains did not come.
Day after day, the sun blazed.

The villagers had the idea that, “The well will always have water. It’s always been enough.”

 But slowly, the water level sank lower and lower — until one day, the bucket hit the bottom and came up dry.

Panic spread. People cried for water. The villagers looked at the well, but it was empty.
The problem was not the well itself — it was that they had never realized how much they needed the rains to refill it.

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Friend, our hearts are like that well.
We cannot live on “yesterday’s rain” — yesterday’s prayers, yesterday’s worship, yesterday’s Word.

If we do, we soon run dry.
And then we wonder why we feel empty, weak or hopeless.

But here’s the good news: God is faithful to send us fresh rain.
When we turn to Him in prayer, when we open His Word, when we seek Him again, He fills us with living water — new strength, new hope, new joy.

Don’t wait until your well is empty.
Go to Him daily. Let His rain fill you.
For His water never runs dry.

“He shall come down like rain upon the grass before mowing, like showers that water the earth.” — Psalm 72:6

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

The Forgotten Key

In an old house, tucked away in a drawer, lay a small key that no one knew, it belonged to whom, but it was there for many many years. 

It seemed too ordinary, too insignificant. So it stayed hidden, buried under old scraps, almost forgotten.

One day, while cleaning the attic, the family discovered a large wooden chest.
Its surface was carved with strange patterns, and the lock was thick and unyielding.
Excitement filled the air — “What could be inside? Something valuable? Something long lost?”

Everyone tried to open it.
They pulled at the lock, shook the chest, even tried forcing it open with tools.
But nothing worked.

At last, an old man in the family remembered the key in the drawer, which was passed on from generations.
He brought it out — overlooked for years.
No one expected much, but when it was placed into the lock — click!
The chest opened easily.

Inside were treasures — gold coins and jewels that had been hidden for generations.
The chest was never opened. The treasure was always there. The only issue was that the right key had been forgotten.

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Friend, this is how it is with PRAYER.
We try everything to solve life’s problems — our strength, our plans, our wisdom.
We push, we pull, we struggle, but the treasure of God’s peace, strength, joy, and power stays locked.

The truth is simple: prayer is the key.
It may look small, it may feel forgotten, but it unlocks the very treasures of Heaven.
Through prayer, chains break. Through prayer, doors open. Through prayer, the treasures of God’s promises are released into our lives.

👉🏻Don’t leave prayer in the drawer. Take it up daily and you will see God unlock treasures you never imagined.

“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and it will be opened to you.” — Matthew 7:7

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The broken necklace

A little girl once had a necklace made of simple beads. It wasn’t gold or silver — just colored beads on a thin thread.
But it was precious, because her father had given it to her.

One afternoon, while playing, the thread snapped. The beads scattered everywhere — some rolled into corners, some into the dust.
Her friends laughed, “It’s just a cheap necklace. Forget it!”

But the little girl shook her head and whispered through tears,“No… this is my father’s gift. I can’t lose it.”

So she got down on her knees. She searched under the table. She crawled across the dusty floor.
One by one, she found the beads — some broken, some dirty — and held them tightly in her hand.

To anyone else, they looked worthless. But to her, they were priceless — because they came from her father.

Friend, God has placed treasures in your life too.
His Spirit. His calling. His anointing. His Word. His presence.
Sometimes life scatters them — through distractions, sin or neglect.
The world may say, “It’s nothing important. Leave it.”

But no! These are your Father’s gifts. You cannot loose them.

Like that little girl, we must get on our knees — in prayer, in repentance, in worship — and gather again what has slipped away.
Even if it looks small to others, even if it feels weak in your hands, it is still priceless.

Don’t lose what God has given you.

For what He gives is eternal, holy, and precious.

“Do not neglect the gift that is in you…” — 1 Timothy 4:14

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

The torn currency-note

A young boy once stood in line at a small shop, clutching a torn banknote in his hand.
It was the only money he had.
The note was crumpled, taped in the middle, and faded from too many hands.

When his turn came, he placed it carefully on the counter.
The cashier picked it up, frowned, and shook his head.
“This note is too damaged,” he said. “It can’t be used anymore.”

The boy’s face fell. His hands trembled as he tried to explain, "But… it’s all I have.”

An older man behind him stepped forward. He gently took the note from the cashier’s hand.
“This note is still valuable,” he said with a firm voice.
“It may be torn, old and dirty, the bank will still take it, its value has not changed.”

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Friends, maybe you feel like that note.
Life has crumpled you. Mistakes, rejection, heartbreak or failure have left scars on your life.
Some people may look at you and say, “You are not good enough. You’re too broken to be useful.”

But God sees you differently.
 

Your worth does not depend on how clean or perfect you look to others.

Your worth comes from the One who made you — and He has placed His image, His seal, upon you.
He paid the highest price, the blood of His Son, to say: “You are Mine.”

Even torn, you are priceless.
Even broken, you are loved beyond measure.
When the world says “worthless,” God says, “still precious.”

"For you were bought with a price.” — 1 Corinthians 6:20.

God bless you.

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

The worn-out shoes...

In a small house, in the corner of a room, sat an old pair of shoes. The soles were thin and torn. The leather was cracked and faded.

The laces had been tied and broken many times. Now this pair looked useless.

But if those shoes could talk, they would tell a story. A story worth remembering!

They carried a father in the early mornings, walking miles to the factory before sunrise — so that he may provide for the family.
They ran through heavy rain to buy medicine for a sick neighbor’s child.
They stood for hours in long lines, holding rice for the family’s dinner.
They walked quietly into a sick child’s room, pacing all night as the father prayed for healing.
They walked to church every Sunday — painful at times, weary, broken, but steady — while the worship was long and the sermons were deep, they felt purpose and joy. 

These shoes had gone through mud and storms, through laughter and tears.
No one praised them. No one admired them.
 

And when those shoes were finally set aside, it wasn’t the leather or the laces that mattered.
It was the memory they carried.
Every mile of journey, weariness and sacrifice was seen by God. That is what matters the most.
 

👉🏻Friends, maybe you feel like those worn-out shoes.
You’ve given your strength for your family, your church, your loved ones and for others...
Sometimes it feels like no one sees, but God sees you.
Remember : in His eyes, each of your step is recorded and counted for a reward.

“God is not unjust; He will not forget your work and the love you have shown Him as you have helped His people and continue to help them.” — Hebrews 6:10

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

The hidden hands

In a large church, people often noticed the preacher, the singers, and the musicians.
They received smiles, applause, and words of encouragement.

But no one noticed the man who came early every Sunday....

He would quietly arrange chairs, fill water jugs, wipe dusty windows, and pick up trash left under the pews.
He never stood on stage. He never spoke into a microphone.
 

When the service began, he would slip into the back row, unseen....

One day, a young boy arrived early and saw him sweeping.
“Why do you work so much if nobody sees you?” the boy asked.

The man smiled and replied, "Someone does see me. And the One who sees is the One I’m serving.
If I serve for people’s praise, I’ll be empty when they forget me. But if I serve for Him, my reward will never fade.”

Weeks later, the man passed away....

At his funeral, people began sharing memories —
how their seats were always ready,
how the building always felt clean and welcoming,
how they always found water when they were thirsty,
how the hymn-books were always neatly placed,
how the flowers in the corner were always fresh,
how the lights were already on before the first person arrived,
how the path was swept clear after every storm,
how the heater was running on cold mornings and the fans on hot days,
how the church kitchen never ran out of cups, plates, or sugar for tea,
and how, somehow, everything simply “worked” without anyone noticing why.

And Heaven keeps perfect record....

>>> And in the eyes of the Master, the smallest act done in love is greater than the grandest show done for applause. 

"Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.” (1 Peter 4:10 ) 

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

The light that never went out...

The night was wild. Waves roared like giants.
Rain was pouring heavily. It seemed to be a big storm approaching.  

Out in the water, a small fishing boat fought to stay afloat.
The captain, an old sailor with weathered hands, gripped the wheel tightly.
He could barely see a few feet ahead.

He just wanted to come back home. But it was hard to find direction back in that darkness. He needed to hurry as the storm was about to get worse soon. 

Then, through the weariness and desperation, he spotted a light.
Steady and unshaken.... flashing across the horizon at perfect intervals.

It was the lighthouse.

Every few seconds, the beam would cut through the darkness and the captain would adjust his course toward it.

The storm didn’t calm.
The waves didn’t shrink.
But the light stayed exactly where it was — faithful, unwavering and bright enough to show the shore. 

Everytime he saw the light beam, he would steer his wheel towards that direction though the waves tried hard to drift the boat away....

Hours later, the boat reached the safety of the land. 

The old captain looked back at the lighthouse and whispered,
“Your light saved me in the storm."

Lesson to learn -

Life will bring storms you can’t control.
You may lose sight of the shore, you may feel like you’re drifting without direction… but God is your lighthouse.

He doesn’t move when you’re lost.
He doesn’t flicker when the wind is fierce.
His Word, His promises, His love — they remain.
And if you keep your eyes on Him, you will make it home.

📖 “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” — Psalm 119:105

📖 “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” — Hebrews 13:8

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

THE KITE AND THE STRING 

The thing that feels like it’s holding you back… might be the very thing that’s keeping you in the sky.

A young boy stood in an open field, flying his favorite red kite.

The wind was perfect. The sky was bright.
And the kite soared higher and higher with every pull of the string. For a while, he was filled with joy.

But soon, a question stirred in his heart:

“What if I cut the string? What if the kite could fly even higher… free from the pull?”

The more he watched the kite struggle against the tension, the more he felt like the string was the problem.

So, without thinking much, he took a small pair of scissors… and snip. The string broke.

At first, the kite shot upward — fast, wild, uncontrolled. But within seconds… it began to wobble. Then dip. Then spin.

And finally… it crashed into the far side of a tree.

The boy ran to it, heart heavy. Its frame was broken. Its color torn. It looked nothing like the beautiful thing that once danced in the wind.

He sat down beside it and whispered, “I thought the string was holding you back. I didn’t realize… it was holding you up.”

Lesson to learn :-

Many times in life, we want to be free. Free from limits. Free from rules. Free from God’s pull... 

Free from His Word, His timing, His directions, His authority.

But true freedom isn’t the absence of control — it’s the safety of being held by God. 

The string wasn’t a barrier for the kite but it was the very thing that gave the kite purpose and power to fly....

"For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, 'Fear not, I will help you'". - Isaiah 41:13 

“Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” - Psalm 119:105 

“In Him we live and move and have our being.” - Acts 17:28 

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

The neighbour’s Laundry line… 

Every morning, a young lady sat by the window sipping her tea… and each time, she would look outside and watch her neighbor hanging clothes on the line — and every time, she shook her head and sighed,…..

“Why is her laundry always so dirty? Doesn’t she know how to wash properly?”

Days passed. Weeks passed.

The wife kept noticing and judging.

Then one morning, she gasped.

The laundry looked spotless. Bright. Clean.

She turned to her husband and said,

“Finally! She must’ve learned how to wash properly!”

Her husband smiled and gently replied,

“No, dear… I woke up early and cleaned our windows today.”

A long silence followed. Her heart sank.

She realized…

The problem was never her neighbor’s laundry.

The stains were on her own window glass : her own perspective.

Lesson:-

How often do we look at others and see “dirty laundry” — flaws, faults, failures … when in reality, our view is clouded by judgment, jealousy and pride?

Jesus wasn’t joking when He said:

“Why do you notice the speck in your brother’s eye, but not the log in your own?” - Matthew 7:3

- - - - -

Before criticizing someone else’s mess,

ask God to wipe the windows of your soul.

Sometimes the clearest view begins with a clean heart!!!

God bless you! 

@JesusDaily-PastorRonnieDas

🐑 THE LIMPING LAMB

>>> Sometimes, what slows you down is the very thing that keeps you close to the Shepherd.

There was once a little lamb who loved to run.

Each morning, it raced through the fields, leaped over rocks, and chased butterflies.

It was fast — faster than all the others.... Strong. Playful. Fearless.

But one day, while running down a hill, it slipped and fell hard. Its leg was injured badly.

The lamb could no longer run. It limped behind the flock, slow and ashamed.
Other lambs passed by. Many didn’t even notice it had fallen and injured. 

The once-proud lamb now cried at night.
“I used to be strong… now I’m weak.
I used to lead… now I am left behind.”

But the Shepherd had noticed the lamb.
He came to the little lamb, knelt down, and gently lifted it into His arms.

From that day on, while the others ran ahead, the limping lamb was carried — close to the Shepherd’s heart.

It began to hear His voice clearly. It watched His face clearly.
It felt His heartbeat clearly. It learned the rhythm of His steps clearly.

And slowly… the lamb realized something: "Before, I only knew His presence from a distance. Now, I am closer to Him”

Lesson -

Sometimes, what you think is a setback actually turns out to be something good. 

That limp, that pain, that weakness — it may feel like a failure…but in the Shepherd’s hands, it becomes your invitation to intimacy, to power, to strength, to fellowship.

“He tends His flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart…”
— Isaiah 40:11 

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Story of 'Sol' the Sunflower 🌻

This is a story for anyone who’s ever felt 'behind'. 

There once was a sunflower named Sol. But Sol wasn’t like the other sunflowers.….

While all the others bloomed tall and bright in early spring, Sol remained a small green sprout. Days passed. Then weeks. The field was filled with golden colour— except for Sol.

“Maybe I’m unworthy,” he whispered.

The wind tried to cheer him. “Be patient,” it said.

But Sol couldn’t help feeling left out. Bees didn’t visit him. Birds didn’t rest on him. And worst of all, no one noticed him.

Then, one day, a storm came. 

A big one. Heavy rains. Fierce winds. 

The tall flowers swayed… then bent… then broke.

The field was left battered.

When the clouds cleared and the sun returned, everything was quiet.

But look at Sol.

He was still standing.

Slowly, gently… he began to bloom.

Not in spring like the others, but later— just when the field needed beauty again. 

His petals opened wide, golden and strong.

People walking by stopped and stared.

“Look at that one,” they said. “It made it through the storm.”

And Sol finally realized…

He didn’t bloom late.

He bloomed right on time.

“He has made everything beautiful in its time.” (Ecclesiastes 3:11)

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THE BROKEN BELL

[ Sometimes, the sound that touches heaven is born from what’s cracked on earth. ]

In the tower of an ancient cathedral, there once hung a mighty bell — tall, strong, cast in bronze.
It was famous across the region.
People said its sound carried through the valleys, like heaven itself was singing.

But one stormy night, lightning struck the tower. The bell cracked down the side — sharp, deep, final.

It never rang again.

The priests wept. Villagers mourned.
They tried to repair it… but nothing worked. Eventually, they gave up.

The bell was lowered, removed, and stored in a dark, dusty chamber below the church — forgotten.

Years passed. A new bell was placed in the tower. It was louder and sharper. But people said: “It doesn’t sound the same.”

One day, a young orphan boy wandered through the old stone halls.
He stumbled into the dark room… and found the dusty broken bell, at the floor. 

He ran his fingers along the crack. It felt like a scar.

And then, quietly, he picked up a stick… and gently struck its side.

The bell rang. Not loud. But deep.
The sound echoed through the walls — not perfect but heavy and powerful.

The boy happily ran to the priest, “Come hear it! The broken bell still sings!”....

The old priest followed the boy until the sound touched his ears and his eyes filled with tears.

He whispered, “This seems like the sound of pain… turned into praise.”

That week, the cracked bell was placed back in the cathedral, still broken.

 
It no longer rang like before. But it rang with something new depth and heaviness. 

Reflection :-

God doesn’t only use the strong, the whole, the flawless.

He uses the cracked, the wounded, the scarred.... And they ring with what they have got.

What you think disqualifies you may be the very thing God uses to sound His glory.

Let your life ring — even if it rings with a crack and brokenness... 

"But He said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness." - 2 Corinthians 12:9 

@JesusDaily - Pastor RonnieDas

THE COIN IN THE MUD

— Your value isn’t based on where you’ve been. It’s based on who you belong to.

One cold, rainy morning, a young boy and his friend, walked along a muddy village road. 

As the boy stepped in a puddle, something shiny caught his eye under the dirty water. He bent down, reached into the mud, and picked up a small, muddy coin.

It looked old— its edges were worn, and dirt covered the surface of it.
He wiped it on his shirt, but the mud wasn't going easily.

His friend, walking ahead, laughed,
“Throw that away! It’s just a garbage.”

But the boy looked at it again and said quietly, "I think it’s still valuable.”

That evening, he took the coin to his grandfather.
His grandfather had worked in a bank for many years and knew a lot about coins.

Gently, he cleaned the coin. He put it in warm water, wiped it with a cloth, and carefully polished it.

As the dirt came off, letters and beautiful designs began to appear. His eyes lit up.

“This…” he said, “is a rare silver coin— made hundreds of years ago".
It was dirty, but it never lost its value.

He placed the coin inside a box and smiled, “It wasn’t valuable after being cleaned. It was always valuable - but just hidden.”

That night, the boy lay in bed, thinking. He remembered people who felt hidden:
a girl who always failed her tests, one friend who lost his leg in an accident, a man who felt guilty all the time, a lonely neighbour no one visited.. and so on..

“What if they’re like this coin?” he thought.
“Hidden. Valuable. Just needing someone to care for them.”

Then he understood:
Sometimes, people just need someone who sees their worth—and helps them shine again. 🤩

Lesson for us -

Maybe you feel like life has covered you with mistakes, shame, or pain. Like a lost coin in the mud— forgotten and no longer useful.

But here’s the truth >>>

God never forgets your value. He doesn’t throw you away. He lovingly cleans and restores you.

You are still His treasure.

When God holds you in His hands, you don’t just become clean—you shine.

“While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” — Romans 5:8.

“You are precious to Me, you are honored, and I love you.” — Isaiah 43:4.

@JesusDaily - PastorRonnieDas

“THE STONE IN THE SCULPTOR’S HAND” 

[ What feels like breaking is often the beginning of becoming. ]

In a city, there was a famous sculptor.
His gallery was filled with beautiful statues — elegant, detailed, and full of life. 

But out back, in the shadows behind the studio, lay a pile of unshaped stones. Rough. Cracked. Forgotten.

One stone, large and deformed, had been lying there for years. No one chose it. No one wanted it. It sat in silence, gathering dust and doubt.

“I’m too heavy. Too flawed. Too ordinary,” it thought. “Maybe I was never meant to become anything at all.”

Then one day, the sculptor walked outside, looked over the pile… and pointed to that very stone.

“I’ll take this one,” he said.

The other stones were shocked. Even the stone itself whispered in wonder, "You chose me?”

He took it into his studio, placed it in the center… and then the chisel came.

Strike after strike. Pieces began to fall. Dust filled the air.

The stone cried out..“Why are you hurting me?”

But the sculptor kept working..“Why are you breaking me?”

Still… he carved.

“I thought you were going to make me beautiful — but I feel like I’m losing myself!”, the stone screamed.

And finally, the sculptor spoke:

“You don’t understand now… but every piece I chip away is something that was never meant to stay.
I’m not destroying you — I’m revealing you.”

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Days passed. Then weeks. And at last — the sculptor stepped back, wiped the dust away… and smiled.

There, in the light, stood a magnificent statue.
 

And the stone, once broken and forgotten, now stood in glory.

Not because it was perfect… but because it had surrendered to the hands of the one who saw more than it could ever imagine.

😇

We often fear the process — the breaking, the waiting, the chiseling. But in the hands of the Master Sculptor, every pain, every breaking, every piercing, has purpose.

God is not trying to destroy you. He is shaping you into something you can’t yet imagine.

Your flaws don’t disqualify you. They become the very place His glory is revealed.

“We are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things He planned for us long ago.” (Ephesians 2:10 ).

“The pain that you’ve been feeling can’t compare to the joy that is coming.” (Romans 8:18)

@JesusDaily - Pastor Ronnie Das 

“THE KING’S MIRROR” 

In a grand palace, there was a room that was special. It held the King’s Mirror - a mysterious looking glass which was said to show 'a person’s true identity'.
Not their reflection… but their value, their worth, their calling.

Many villagers came to try themselves before the mirror.  

One by one, people walked in. 

The proud saw themselves as greater than they were.
The ashamed saw only their scars. Some laughed. Others cried.

One day, a young girl from the village arrived at the palace gates. She was poor. Dirty. Rejected, neglected and overlooked. 
All her life, people told her : “You’re worthless.”  “You’ll never be anything.”  “You don’t belong.”

She believed them.

Still, something in her heart whispered, “Go. Just once. Look to the mirror.”

She entered the chamber, trembling.

The mirror stood tall — ancient, golden, glowing faintly with light.

👉

She stepped forward… And when she looked in — she saw nothing.
No scars. No dirt. No shame.

Instead, she saw a crown 👑. Not on her head, but in the hands of Jesus standing next to her, as she gazed at the mirror.  

He smiled and said : 💬 “This… is who you really are.”

"You were never what they called you. You were never what you thought. You are who I say you are: Chosen. Loved. Called. Mine.”

Tears filled her eyes. She didn’t feel like royalty. But she knew it was true.

And for the first time, she walked out of the palace differently than she came in.

Head lifted. Heart awakened. Not because she changed herself - but because she finally saw what God made her.

💭

The world tries to define you by your flaws, your past, or your performance.

But God defines you by His love, His purpose, and His grace.

You are not who the world says you are.
You are not even who you think you are.
You are who He says you are.

You’ll never see who you truly are… until you see yourself through the eyes of the One who made you. 

📖 “You are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people…”
— 1 Peter 2:9 

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🔥 “THE UNLIT LAMP”  🕯️

— Sometimes, it’s not the brightness of your light, but your willingness to burn that matters...

🤍

Long time ago, in a little village in Europe, stood an old chapel.

Every evening, as the sun dipped behind the trees, the priest would go inside and light the lamps that lined the ancient stone walls.

Each lamp had a story — some new, some cracked, some old brass barely holding together.
Yet they all gave off their glow — warm and golden.  All except one. 

Because it was placed in such a corner, that it was not necessary to be lit. It was a lamp that never lit. Its wick was dry. Its glass chipped.
Every night, it watched the others flicker and shine, while it sat in silence.

“I’m no good,” it thought.
“I’m too broken. Too forgotten.”
“I was meant to shine… but now I just take up space.”

But the priest had never threw it away. Instead, he gently cleaned its glass every week, replaced its wick and kept it clean.

Then one day, a fierce storm hit the village. Winds howled. Trees bent. The power went out.

The villagers came running to the chapel — it was the only place with light.

But one by one, the lamps began to flicker and die, as their oil gradually ran out. The storm had lasted longer than anyone expected.

All lamps finished their oil - except one lamp…

The one no one thought could shine. The unlit lamp. It was full. Untouched. Ready.

The priest walked up, struck a match, and lit it.

🔥 Instantly, its glow pushed back the darkness. The people gasped — not at the lamp's light, but at the timing.

It was born for this moment.

💬 God whispers to you today ............

“You weren’t unused. You were preserved.
You weren’t rejected. You were reserved.
You weren’t forgotten.You were being saved… for a time such as this.”

"God isn’t done with you. He doesn’t forget His vessels.
He prepares. He waits. And when the right moment comes — He lights you up for His glory."

📖 “At the right time, I, the Lord, will make it happen.”
— Isaiah 60:22 

📖 “No one lights a lamp and hides it under a basket. Instead, they set it on a stand so that those who enter may see the light.”
— Luke 11:33

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✏️ “Lessons from the Pencil” 

One day, a master craftsman held a brand-new pencil in his hand.

Before placing it in the box, he looked at it and said:

"There are five things you must remember before I send you out into the world. If you remember them, you will live a meaningful life."

1. You were made to leave a mark.
"Wherever you're used -at school, at home, in someone’s hand - leave something behind that matters."

📖 “Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.”
— Matthew 5:16 (NKJV)

2. You’ll go through sharpening, and it will hurt.
"But each time you’re sharpened, you’ll be more effective. Don’t avoid the pain. It’s part of your purpose."

📖 “My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials… that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.”
— James 1:2–4 (NKJV)

3. What matters most is what's inside you.
"No matter how beautiful your design or color, it's the lead inside that gives you purpose."

📖 “Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”
— 1 Samuel 16:7 (NKJV)

4. You will make mistakes—but you have an eraser.
"It’s okay to be corrected. The eraser shows you're still learning, still growing, still becoming."

📖 “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins…”
— 1 John 1:9 (NKJV)

5. To leave a mark, you must be guided by a hand greater than your own.
"You won’t fulfill your purpose alone. You need to be held, directed, and used by the One who created you."

📖 “Without Me you can do nothing.”
— John 15:5

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The pencil listened carefully.

It didn’t feel like much - just wood and graphite, but it understood now:
It was in the hands of the Master.... And that made all the difference.

🔥 Reflection:- You may feel small. Ordinary. Simple.

But in God’s hand, your life becomes a tool of grace, wisdom, and love - leaving an eternal mark wherever you go.

@ Jesus Daily - Pastor Ronnie Das

“The diamond in the dirt” 

Once, there was a lump of coal buried deep in the earth — dark, dirty, and overlooked. Covered in pressure, ignored by the world, it questioned its purpose daily.

"Why am I here?" the coal whispered in the lonely dark.
"Why this crushing weight? Why this isolation?"........

Days turned to years. The pressure increased. The darkness deepened. 

The coal grew silent, bitter even, thinking it was forgotten.

Then, one day, everything changed.

The coal, once buried, was brought to the surface. What the world saw wasn’t coal anymore— it was a Diamond. 

Not shaped in comfort or ease, but under heat, pressure, and time.

It now shone with so much light that it wiped out the past darkness and trauma. 

💡 Spiritual Insight:

You may feel like that piece of coal - hidden, pressed, overlooked, under pressure.

But God is forming something precious in you.

📖 “We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed… struck down, but not destroyed.”
— 2 Corinthians 4:8–9 (NKJV)

The pressure you feel is not punishment - t’s preparation.
The darkness you walk through is not abandonment - it’s development.

God doesn’t waste the pain. He uses it to shape your identity and reveal His glory through you.

Diamonds are not formed overnight. And neither are the children of God.

✍️ Self-Reflection Questions:

What kind of “pressure” am I under right now? ; What truth do I need to hold on to in the midst of darkness? ; How is God using this season to form something greater in me?

🙏 Prayer: The Diamond Within

Dear Lord,
In the darkness, help me remember that You are near. In the pressure, help me trust that You are working.
I confess I don’t always understand the process, But I believe You are forming something beautiful out of what feels broken.

Help me not to fight the pressure, But to surrender to Your refining hand.
Shine through my life like a diamond — strong, pure, and filled with Your glory.

I choose to trust the process, Because I trust the One shaping me.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

@ Jesus Daily - Pastor Ronnie Das

🦅 “Rise Like the Eagle” 

High above the mountains, far beyond the reach of storms, an eagle soared - alone, majestic, and unshaken. 

But this was not how its story began.

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There was a time when the eagle could barely fly. A fierce storm had struck, throwing the young eagle from its nest nestled high on a cliff. Wind-tossed and afraid, it crash-landed in a valley among chickens. 

Injured and weak, the eagle grew up believing it was just another bird scratching at the dirt.

Years passed. Though its wings were larger and its eyes sharper, it lived grounded - limited by what others said, trapped in an identity that was never truly its own.

One day, a strong wind blew over the valley. 

All the chickens ran for shelter, but the eagle felt something stir within - an urge in its heart, strength in its wings, a boldness in its mind....

It looked to the sky. The winds roared like a calling. 

Something deep inside whispered, "You were made for more."

The eagle spread its wings—hesitantly at first. 

The wind caught them, lifting it off the ground. Higher and Stronger. 

What had once felt like a limitation now became the very force that lifted it above the valley.

It soared.

Not just above the field, but above the clouds, above the storm, above every fear that once grounded it.

🕊️ Spiritual Insight:

Like the eagle, many of us forget who we are in Christ. 

We live grounded by fear, hurt, or the words of others. But God didn’t design you to stay in the valley - He created you to rise above.

📖 “But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength;
      They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
      They shall run and not be weary,
    They shall walk and not faint."     — Isaiah 40:31 

The strong winds aren’t meant to destroy you - they’re meant to lift you.
The valley isn’t your home - it’s your training ground.
The storms of life, isn’t your enemy - they opportunities to soar.

🔥 Application -

God is calling you higher. It’s time to shake off the old identity.
It’s time to stretch your faith. It’s time to rise… like the eagle.

Soar Above. 🦅

👉You won’t always be understood. You won’t always be surrounded. But you’ll always be carried higher by the wind of the Spirit of God.

If you feel like an eagle among sparrows, don’t shrink to fit.

You were never made for the nest - you were made for the sky.

Your destiny is not in the crowd - it’s in the clouds.

✨ Self-Reflection Questions:

1. What “valleys” have I allowed to define me? Have I been living beneath the identity God has given me?
   
   

2. Have I settled for less because of fear, failure, or what others think? What lies have I believed about who I am?
   
   

3. What is God calling me to rise above today? Is it fear? Shame? Comfort zones? Distractions?
   
   

🙏 A Powerful Prayer for today

Father God,
I thank You that I am not called to live grounded in fear, failure, or false identity.
You created me to soar - to rise above the voices, valleys, and storms that try to hold me down. 

Forgive me for forgetting who I am in You.
Help me to wait on You, to trust Your timing, and to find strength in Your presence.
When the winds of life blow hard, remind me that they are not against me - but beneath me, lifting me to new heights.

Stretch my faith. Open my eyes to see beyond the valley.
Teach me to rise above the noise, and to soar with purpose, power, and peace.

I believe that You are working all things together for my good.
And by Your grace, I will rise - Just like the eagle You designed me to be.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

@ Jesus Daily. @ Pastor Ronnie Das.

Once upon a time, a farmer went out to sow seeds in his field.
He tossed them into the soil — some large, some small, some bold, some quiet.

Among them was a tiny little seed, almost overlooked by the wind itself.
It landed gently in the soil … and trembled in fear - alone and weary.

🌧️ “I’m too small,”  it whispered....“I’ll never grow like the others. I’m just... insignificant.”

Days passed.

The rain came and the sun shone from above.
All around, the other seeds began to sprout — tall, green shoots pushing proudly toward the sky.

But the little seed?

Nothing.

It waited… deep in the dark, sank in the soil, disappointed and broken.
Hidden. Silent. Still.

🤐 “What’s wrong with me?” it cried in the quiet....“I prayed, I hoped, But I’m not growing, I am not becoming what I must..”

So, the seed stayed.
And under the soil — in places no eye could see — it began to stretch… downward. Its roots reached deeper, gradually getting strength.
It learned patience. Endurance. Faith. ❤️

And then one morning…

☀️ A tiny green sprout touched the surface of the soil.
It was the little seed — breaking through!

Not the tallest. Not the fastest. But it stood.
Firm. Rooted. Unshaken.

And then God began to speak to the seed -
“You were never behind. I was growing you My way. My time.”

"Trust the process. Roots before fruit and Depth before height.” 

💭 Today's Insight -

Just because you’re not visible doesn’t mean you’re not growing.
Sometimes, the most powerful growth happens in the hidden places.

📖 “He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion…” — Philippians 1:6 (NKJV)

@ Jesus Daily

Pastor Ronnie Das

✨ There once was a servant who carried water from the river to his master’s house….. 👉🏻 Each day, he filled two clay pots and hung them on a pole across his shoulders. 

One pot was strong and perfect.

The other was cracked — leaking along the way. 

Every evening, the cracked pot felt ashamed.

It whispered,

“ 😔 I’m broken. I fail you daily. The other pot brings a full load, but I bring half. Why do you still use me?” 

The servant knelt beside it and smiled and replied —  “You don’t see what I see. Along your side of the path, I planted seeds. 😊 

And every drop you spilled watered them.

Now look…” 

The cracked pot looked back — and to its amazement, the path was lined with flowers in full bloom, only on its side. 🤩

The servant whispered,

“Your brokenness became a blessing.

Your flaw was not failure - it was a fountain.

You did more than carry water…

You gave life along the way.”  🤍

📖 2 Corinthians 4:7 — “We have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power is from God, not from us.”

✨ So friends ….. if you feel like a cracked pot today - broken, limited, not enough

👉 God is still using you. 💎 

Your scars don’t disqualify you!! 

You may be leaking and feel inefficient but God is still willing to use you for His purpose and glory! 

@ Jesus Daily ~ Pastor Ronnie Das.

🔥 🔨… ONE DAY, a man who was tired, wounded by life’s struggles, in pain and despair, was walking down the street. As he walked— he whispered , “Why is God allowing so much pain and suffering in my life?” ✨ 

Suddenly he saw that he was passing by a blacksmith’s shop. 

He saw fire.

He saw hammering.

Sparks flying.

Metal glowing red.

Curious, he asked the blacksmith,

“Why do you put the iron through so much heat?”

The blacksmith smiled,

“Because only fire removes what doesn’t belong. And only the hammer gives it purpose.”

Then he continued , “But I never leave it in the fire too long— just enough to make it strong.”

That’s when he realised something.. 

God wasn’t hurting him.

He was refining him.

He was shaping his destiny.

“When you walk through fire, you shall not be burned… the flame shall not consume you.” – Isaiah 43:2 🔥 ❤ 

✨✨ 

Friend… if life feels like fire right now…

You’re not being destroyed. You’re being designed.

God is still holding you.. Still working in you.. Still in control.

@ Jesus Daily ~ Pastor Ronnie Das.