The Hands of the Potter

But now, O Lord, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand.

Isaiah 64:8

 

Using a pottery wheel takes dedication.  Any skilled potter will tell you that the creating a work of art requires time, patience and a steady but gentle hand. 

 

I remember the first time I tried my hand at throwing a pot on the wheel in high school. Centering the clay was the hardest part.  If even a tiny air bubble remained hidden in the ball of clay, it wobbled all over the place.  My first attempt at making something turned into useless glob of mush.  However, with some practice and guidance, I learned how to form the clay into something recognizable.  Eventually I sculpted a small pencil holder that still adorns my mom’s book shelf to this day.

I love the illustration of the clay and the potter used in Isaiah 64:8.  I am a novice potter, but God is the expert.  He doesn’t just see a hunk of clay, he sees potential.  Every day of my life, God teaches me something new.  He molds me and shapes me into what I should be.  If I keep my heart centered on Him, he can form my life into something beautiful.

I love the old children’s hymn; He’s Still Working on Me.  The words of the song still ring true.  Learning to trust and follow God is a daily process.  It doesn’t happen overnight, but it’s worth it.  I might make mistakes, but the loving hands of the Father bring me right back where I should be.  I’m so thankful that He’s still working on me.

Thank you for reading and keep Shining for Him!

 

*Photo Credit: (Bill Longshaw) www.freedigitalphotos.net