Friday, December 26, 2014
Desktop Image: The Potter's Hand
The Potter's Hands
Hebrew: "yatsar"
Jeremiah 18:1-6 NIV
Over the years our family and congregation has prayerfully chosen one name of the Lord to accompany us through the year. Each individual carefully searches the Scriptures and asks the Lord to reveal the Name He has chosen be for us during the coming year. This year I have chosen, "THE POTTER."
This is the word that came to Jeremiah from the LORD: "Go down to the potter's house, and there I will give you my message." So I went down to the potter's house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him. Then the word of the LORD came to me: "O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter does?" declares the LORD. "Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel."
"Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand…shaping you as seems best to me.”
I love the way the Lord says this, not about one individual, but all, each one of his children are...
1) Clay in the Potter's hands (made of dust)
2) On the Potter's Wheel and being formed by God himself
3) Mared in the hands of the Potter. Not that He makes mistakes, but we all are marred by sin and stubborness.
4) Shaped as seems best to Him, not as recommended by us, but He is the Sovereign Lord. He does as He wants.
I cannot make myself what I ought to be any more than I can change my height by thinking about it and trying to grow. God, my Father, is the master craftsman. He is able to do immeasurably more than we ask or even imagine. So, ask Him work. Let Him work in you that which is well pleasing in his sight.
Daniel said it well in Daniel 4:35
"All the inhabitants of the earth are reputed as nothing: and he doeth according to his will in the army of heaven, and among the inhabitants of the earth: and none can stay his hand, or say unto him, What doest thou?"
Have Thine Own Way Lord
Have thine own way Lord.
Thou art the Potter
I am the clay.
Mold me and make me,
After thy will.
While I am waiting,
yielded and still.