And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer
And decide the words I say?
Excerpt from the song, The Writer by Ellie Goulding
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. Isaiah 64:8
Conform: “to be obedient or compliant” Merriam-Webster Dictionary
Admittedly this song by Ellie Goulding is not about a relationship with the Lord. It’s about a relationship with another person. But the parallels are unmistakeable. Most of us have felt the pain of a relationship slipping away. We’ve felt love melt between our fingers and slide out of our grasp. Love we know probably isn’t healthy but that we try our best to hang onto anyway. Most of us know what it’s like to feel like we’d do anything for another person if they would just continue to love us. It’s funny how human relationships fail. How humans fail at relationship. And it’s striking where our heart leads us. It’s striking how our heart leads us to the truth and the need for love perfected. We see the failings of love in humanity all around us and we long for love to fix it. We even offer ourselves as sacrifices to love. We go through anguish, sorrow, and pain for what? The love of another person? Peace? We will never experience perfect love here on earth. But we can know perfect love everyday from the source of love Himself. We all know it’s a bad idea to let another person shape who we are. It’s a bad idea to let other people control our lives. That kind of offering will never be reciprocated or appreciated. However, there is one who is capable of shaping our lives and who we are. There is one to whom we can sacrifice our ourselves to. One to whom we can conform and who needs to form the words we say. Because His love is perfect and His knowledge is complete, we can trust that He will mold the clump of wet clay that is our lives into something beautiful. Out of nothing God created us. And out of us He wants to make a masterpiece. The Psalmist says this in Psalms 139:13-14
For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother’s womb.
I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.
Our soul knows what we need. That it’s love and perfection. Our soul knows the source. That it’s our Creator. Let’s let the Potter do His work.
Daily Journaling Questions:
- How did I help someone in kindness today?
- What did I learn today?
- What am I thankful for?
- Who did I love today?
- What am I dreaming of?
- What about today do I want to remember forever?
- What are my goals for tomorrow?
Thanks for reading,