Shape me, Lord

Clay...that is how I began. It was so nice to be there with everyone else just enjoying silence...

I felt you, Lord remove me and you told me that it was time for change...I was content as I was, but at times, as I watched you mold and shape other lumps of clay, I would wonder what it would be like to be shaped into something new and different...

You gingerly placed me on Your Potter’s Wheel...You did not spin too slow or too fast, but just at the right speed...

I wondered what you would make me into; a cup in which I could be filled and re-filled, a vase to hold beautiful flowers that you select me to hold, or a bowl in which many items could be held in...

There were cracks and air bubbles that you had to rid me of...things that you knew that could no longer be a part of me...Your loving hands worked with me to get rid of the air bubbles, you took cleansing waters and smoothed out the cracks...

You took loving care as you started to form me into Your vessel for Your service...At times, the spinning made me dizzy, the forming and shaping made my outer being ache at times, I wished that I could go back to the former, but you were there to keep me...

You made me complete, I stood before you in a changed state...You painted me with a special paint in many wonderful colors, you took time to make sure that every line and every design was just the way You wanted it...I thought you were finished...

I felt the warmth from the kiln...It was great to feel it from the outside looking in, little did I know, soon I would be in the midst of the kiln...



Too much heat, too many flames, why me, did not know this was one of the steps, was not willing, but as I looked around, You were there, watching and waiting patiently...

In the midst of the fire, I felt that I would crack or break...I remembered that You had molded me, shaped me and smoothed out the cracks...Your Peace engulfed me, Your Love surrounded me, Your Joy filled me...

You removed me from the kiln...All I could see is Your Glory all around...



This lump of clay,
shaped and molded,
formed and designed,
painted and glazed,
finished in fire,
now ready to be used any way You choose...






A silent thought by BKDJ...August 11, 1999



This was inspired from Jeremiah 18:1-4


Brenda K. Eldridge (BKDJ is my pen name).