DAD'S RAMBLINGS -- THE POTTER'S WHEEL

DAD'S RAMBLINGS – THE POTTER'S WHEEL

"Now may the God of peace who brought up our Lord Jesus from the dead, that great Shepherd of the the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting covenant, make you complete in every good work to do His will, working in you what is well pleasing in His sight, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever and ever." (Hebrews 13:20-21)

As the Great Shepherd, God is at work in our lives, making us into what is well-pleasing in His sight.

To use another metaphor, the potter is at work, and we sit on the potter's wheel while He loving molds the clay into the image that He, the artist, desires. Each creation of the potter is unique. They are not all the same. He presses the clay here there to form it into a beautiful form and shape to fulfill His purposes. The pottery is to do the will of the Potter. Some may be for honor and some for dishonor (Romans 9:21).

And then, of course, there is the firing of the clay to harden it. Sitting on the potter's wheel and the firing may be uncomfortable at times. But the finished product brings glory to the Potter.

I was reading recently in the book of Jeremiah concerning Israel. "The word which came to Jeremiah from the LORD, saying: 'Arise and go down to the potter's house, and there I will cause you to hear My words..' Then I went down to the potter's house, and there he was making something at the wheel. And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make. Then the word of the LORD came to me, saying: 'O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter?' says the LORD. 'Look, as the clay is in the potter's hand, so are you in My hand, O house of Israel!' " (Jeremiah 18: 1-6)

Sometimes, I feel like Israel. I am on the potter's wheel but I become marred. But the Potter does not throw the clay away. He just starts again to form me into what He desires. I'm so glad that He does not give up on me. I am still on the wheel, and He is still forming me to be pleasing to Him. Thank God for His patience, His mercy, His love, and His grace.

Love, Dad