The Potter’s Hands
and he reworked it into another vessel, as seemed good to him. Jeremiah 18:1-11 Working with wet clay is mess but in the hands of a skilled potter it takes form and shape into whatever the potter desires. The clay is at the mercy of the potter’s hands and exists in the form or shape at the pleasure of the potter. Thank you God for on my own I am like wet clay but in your hands I live and move and have my being, constantly being formed and constantly being shaped according to your word – according to your promise.
Sometimes it is easy to sit on the wheel and be molded. Other times the molding process cam be downright painful to sit through.
Oh that is so true! Peace and Blessings 🙂