“Lord, we are the clay, You are the Potter; we are all the work of Your hand.” (Isaiah 64:8)
Do you ever quarrel with the Potter? Do you become hardened to His touch? Do you sense His molding yet sometimes question it? Does He call you to places that seem odd? To step out in faith over your feelings? To trust Him despite a dark trial?
We are described as clay in His hands. His workmanship, created to live out His perfect will. To live into His design. To allow Him access to our everything. To let Him uproot anything that doesn’t belong. In advance He had a plan for you, for me. We are all pilgrims with a purpose. (Ephesians 2:10) His first plan is that we’d see our need for Him. His next is that we’d live in life-union with Him. (John 15:4) That we’d lean into His hands and allow Him to mold us ongoing. To be changed. Does the Potter cry out, “More of Me, less of you”? (John 3:30)
Wrestle, but don’t quarrel. Search and then surrender. Trust and be set free. We progress in journey as we die to our understanding and soften to His. Plan on staying soft. Trust the Potter with me. He is so trustworthy.
Lord, in our flesh, we easily resist Your touch, underestimate Your power, and lean too much on our own understanding. In Your hands and in our surrender, Your power increases and Your wisdom is instilled. Free us to fall soft in Your hands and allow You to shape us into more of who You made us to be; dependent, made new and living in step with Your spirit and into Your purpose every day.
“Woe to those who quarrel with their Maker, those who are nothing but potsherds among the potsherds on the ground. Does the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you making?” (Isaiah 45:9-10)
