When we are at rest it makes it so much easier to be formed by our heavenly Father.
Lord, help us to be yielded and still.
The Potters Hand
The potter forms the clay it is shaped by his hand.
He applies the pressure to make what he plans.
Every movement is important, each step he takes
Forms the piece that he makes.
The vessel is only as good as the potter’s touch.
The one that forms it determines so much.
If he is an amateur he can make mistakes.
And the vessel will be flawed, and could easily break.
When his work is not of much worth it will be hidden from view.
Or it is crushed before it is finished to redo.
But there is a Potter that perfectly molds His vessel of earth.
He is carefully forming and never tires of His work.
His hand is lovingly developing the clay to become,
A beautiful vessel that holds the Spirit of the Son.
It is to be filled with the oil of joy and peace.
It will never run dry it is to be filled with increase.
This vessel is lovely, and it is pure and undefiled.
It causes the Father’s heart to smile.
It’s bought and paid for at a great price;
For it cost the Son of God His life
It will be filled to overflowing with His sweet wine.
The work of the Master-Potter is good- it is fine.
Each individual so intricate and unique no one else can take their place.
Every saved soul is a masterpiece of His grace.
But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.