And I will bring the third part through the fire, and will refine them as silver is refined, and will try them as gold is tried; they shall call on my name, and I will hear them: I will say, It is my people: and they shall say, The Lord is my God. Zechariah 13:9
In the middle of the Great Potter's wheel lay a lump of clay, waiting, waiting to be molded into that beautiful pitcher. Now for the Potter to work that clay, it has to be soft, pliable, and willing to be worked. The process of molding that lump of clay can be lengthy, for all the air bubbles need to be worked out, or it will be imperfect. This process is painful, for what lump of clay enjoys to be pounded, kneaded and then maybe pounded some more. But it is for it's own good, it is the process towards perfection. We are the lumps of clay in God's hand. We are full of "bubbles" and need to be kneaded and pounded, but the Potter's hands work with tender loving care. The process goes alot smoother if we choose to be soft and willing in His hands. We need to yield ourselves to Him, and trust Him, for he knows the end result and will do what is best for us. It is not always an easy place to be, in fact rarely is it. But, when I think of this analogy, it brings me comfort and peace in the midst of the workings. In times when I want to rebel against the kneading (and those are more times than not), I am miserable and certainly not peaceful. If we endure, the end result will be a vessel worthy to be used by the Great Potter.
You are the potter I am the clay Mold me and make me This is what I pray
In His love,
Until next time...........