so...this will be my first official post on this blogger.
not sure how many readers I will have out there, but I wanted to define why I title my blog, "In the Potter's Hands".
I am sure all of you know what a Potter is and what he/she does. They make things from clay, they normally make beautiful things (if they are any good). They place this hunk of clay on their potter wheel, and with their hands, fingers, and special tools, they create a masterpiece. They have the freedom to create WHATEVER they want with that hunk of clay, and if it is not going the way they want, they can smash it back to the blob it was when they started and begin fashioning once again.
not sure how many readers I will have out there, but I wanted to define why I title my blog, "In the Potter's Hands".
I am sure all of you know what a Potter is and what he/she does. They make things from clay, they normally make beautiful things (if they are any good). They place this hunk of clay on their potter wheel, and with their hands, fingers, and special tools, they create a masterpiece. They have the freedom to create WHATEVER they want with that hunk of clay, and if it is not going the way they want, they can smash it back to the blob it was when they started and begin fashioning once again.
Well, that little description describes my life. Oh, you may be thinking, thats cool that you do Pottery, Finch; but thats not what I mean. I am that blob, that hunk of clay on the potter's wheel. My Potter is God Almighty. I am His creation, and He continues to form and reform me daily as He sees fit.
Sure, it is not always easy -- and lately it has been anything but easy, but yet I know He can be trusted. I have seen some of His creative works, and they are beautiful! I want to be one of those masterpieces. I'm not there yet, not even close. I keep trying to form and shape myself, but each time I do, I mess up what He is doing.
And so, once I again, I pull my hands back and let Him shape, let Him mold, let Him destroy and wreck, and let Him create. This is not my story, this is His. He is the Potter, I am the clay.
Thanks for reading, please check back for the continuing story.
5 comments:
Oh, but my friend... I beg to differ. You are already a masterpiece. You see... you used to be dead, but you are now alive. You used to be far from God. But you have been brought near. You used to be an enemy of God, but now you are His friend. You already are a masterpiece, you're just not, humanly speaking, a completed one.
In the words of a much more eloquent man, whose name escapes me:
"I am not what I want to be, I am not what I ought to be, and I am not what I will be. But I am not what I used to be and by the grace of God, I am what I am."
Love you brother
Thanks Nald, I appreciate it.
However, this "masterpiece" still has plenty of flaws. :)
Just not as many as this one ;)
and just how would you know that Nald? ;-)
I am omniscient. AND A LIAR!
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