“But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.” Isaiah 64:8 Writing these articles each month, I usually come to the last one and look at a lot of ideas before I can choose the one I want. For some reason, today, I remembered this poem that I had written a few years ago. I watch the potter as he works With a lump of ordinary clay, Guiding it, shaping it, molding it Until the vessel goes his way. Aiming for perfection…
“The word which came to Jeremiah from the LORD, saying, Arise, and go down to the potter’s house, and there I will cause thee to hear my words. Then I went down to the potter’s house, and, behold, he wrought a work on the wheels. And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter: So he made it again another vessel, as seemed good to the potter to make it. Then the word of the LORD came to me, saying, O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? saith the LORD. Behold, as the clay…
“Hath not the potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honor, and another unto dishonor?” (Romans 9:21, in the King James Version of the Holy Bible)
This morning this scripture put me in my place when I read it and realized that He’s the potter and I’m just clay.
A potter’s occupation is to make earthen vessels. Clay has no real value until it’s placed into the potter hands. With his hands, he begins to form it into something of his choosing.
He can do whatever He desires with me because He’s in charge. I can’t possibly pull myself up by the proverbial “boot straps.” I want to stay in the Master Potter’s hands and let Him mold me according to His plan. I’m in good hands when I’m in His hands.
Prayer: Lord, mold me and make me after Your will. Help me to be pliable and flexible to what You have in mind for me. I desire to be a vessel of honor. In Jesus Name, amen!
Devotion by Kaye Singleton