clay

clay...

i am a jar of clay

a one of a kind

cracked, broken but redeemed

light shines through the cracks

fragile

could be broken again

that is always known

and yet not held in fear.

i am a priceless vessel

made uniquely by the great Potter

fragile and yet i do not want to just sit on the shelf

looked at and collecting dust

unusable

no!

i want to be used

poured into

poured through

poured out

not saved for special occasions but rather treasured but used.

the Potter shapes

handles

molds

repairs

restores

pours into and out of

His touch creates and makes beautiful.

clay

from dust you came

to dust you'll return

a reminder of being ordinary

made extraordinary

simple

yet strong

of the earth ~ which He also created.

But now O Lord, you are our Father

We are the clay and you are the Potter!

we are all the work of your hand.  (Isaiah 45:9)

But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all surpassing power is from God and not from us!  (2 Cor)

i am nothing

HE is everything

potter and clay

made and lovingly created to be

a vessel

made for His glory, His grace and His love

grace and mercy molded together

He inhabits this clay vessel

Come! Lord Jesus Come!

Come! Holy Spirit Come!

"We can't love God's way without being filled with Him.
If we try it on our own, we end up exhausted and burnt out!"

quote from Heidi Baker, Reckless Devotion