(Verse chosen from today’s Bible reading – Isaiah 63-64 & Psalm 107 & John 2)
“Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, You are the potter; we are all the work of Your hand.” Isaiah 64:8
I am not in charge.
I am a lump of clay that God, the potter, will have His way with.
Within His hands I can become something that pleases Him. Something that reflects the greatness of the potter.
I must be perpetually surrendering to Him.
I must beg Him to keep removing my unshapely features. Features that can cause others to miss the Creator.
I have so much to learn about this potter/clay relationship. I often choose to venture out on my own. What a fool! The clay has no reason to wander away from the potter.
I want the Potter’s Hands on me. I want to feel the comfort of His presence.
“O Lord, You are the potter, I am the clay.”