BECOMING CLAY

In the night recently a text from the prophet Isaiah came to me:

“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.” (64:8)

I am familiar with this text but this is what I also heard. The Father Potter is still making me into the pot he desires. And, this being so… the clay needs to be wet and moldable in the hands of the Potter. Clay that has hardened and formed cannot be worked any more. It is a formed and fired pot. Without the constant water of the Holy Spirit I will not remain pliable and formable in the hands of the Father. If I stay in a hardened state I am also saying to the Lord that I am complete and need no more shaping. I have decided my end and finalization. That determination belongs only to God.

Paul, an apostle, wrote, “But who are you, O man, to answer back to God? Will what is molded say to its molder, “Why have you made me like this?” Has the potter no right over the clay?” (Romans 9:20)

“Woe to him who strives with him who formed him,
 a pot among earthen pots!
Does the clay say to him who forms it, ‘What are you making?’ or, ‘Your work has no handles’? (Isaiah 45:9)

It seems to me we better stay as sopping wet clay and pliable as we possibly can. I just don’t think most of us are finished products yet.

“If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’” Jesus