“But now, O Lord, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are our potter; we are all the work of Your hand.” ~ Isaiah 64:8, ESV
“The word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: “Arise, and go down to the potter’s house, and there I will let you hear My words.” So I went down to the potter’s house, and there he was working at his wheel. And the vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the potter’s hand, and he reworked it into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to do.
“Then the word of the Lord came to me: “O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter has done? declares the Lord. Behold, like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in My hand, O house of Israel.” ~ Jeremiah 18:1-6, ESV
“But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us.” ~ 2 Corinthians 4:7, ESV
I Am Clay … A Jar of Clay
Lord, You are the Potter, I am clay in Your hands. You shape me and mold me into a vessel for Your glory, so it’s good … all good. There is purpose in the shaping, but mercy goodness! Sometimes the pressure is hard.
The sanctification process is not for sissies.
And yet … what a beautiful expression of Your love. You sanctify us — You shape us and mold us and refine us in the fire so that we might know You more, so that we will become holy as You are holy.
You are a holy God … I am not. But in the care of Your hands and through the power of the Holy Spirit, I am made beautiful for Your glory.
Mold me, Lord. Fill me, use me. You are the Potter, I am the clay. I yield to Your authority in my life. I want to be pliable in Your hands so that I can become all You need me to be. I want to be salt and light in this darkened world where people desperately need the Lord.
I am but a jar of clay, but oh what a treasure I contain! Your Spirit, Lord is within me. I am never alone in my difficult places. All that I need, Your hand has provided. It is such an honor to be Your temple, Your dwelling place.
I Am a Daughter of the King
Although I am clay, You have made me a daughter of the King. I’m so grateful, and so undeserving. Thank You for the blessing of knowing and loving You.
In the Name of Jesus, I pray,
Amen ~ let it be so
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Please don’t carry your burdens alone. I would be honored to pray for you. You may contact me directly at nan@nanjones.com
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