Thursday, April 14, 2011

A LUMP OF CLAY

I AM NOT A VERY CREATIVE PERSON.  I CANNOT DRAW.  I CANNOT PAINT A PORTRAIT.  I CANNOT CREATE NOT ONE WORK OF ART.   I HARD A HARD TIME MAKING ANYTHING OUT OF PLAY DOUGH WHEN I WAS A LITTLE KID.  A LUMP OF CLAY REMAINED A LUMP OF CLAY ANY TIME I EVER PUT ONE IN MY HANDS.  I TRIED TO MOLD IT INTO SOMETHING.  I TRIED AND I TRIED AND I TRIED.  NO MATTER WHAT I DID THOUGH, IT ENDED UP BEING WHAT IT WAS......A LUMP OF CLAY.

AS I GOT OLDER, I GAVE UP ON THE PLAY DOUGH AND THE CLAY.  I REMAINED AS UNARTISTIC AS I HAD EVER BEEN.  BUT.....INSTEAD OF TRYING TO SHAPE LUMPS OF CLAY, I STARTED TRYING TO SHAPE MY LIFE INTO WHAT I WANTED IT TO BE.   I TRIED TO MOLD AND SHAPE EVERY AREA OF MY LIFE.  I HAD A VISION IN MY HEAD OF WHAT EVERYTHING SHOULD LOOK LIKE AND I MADE IT MY BUSINESS TO TRY TO SHAPE AND MOLD EVERYTHING AS I SAW FIT.  ESPECIALLY MY RELATIONSHIPS WITH OTHERS.  I WAS ALWAYS TRYING TO SHAPE THE PERFECT RELATIONSHIP.  I DID THIS COUNTLESS TIMES.  JUST AS I THOUGHT I HAD THE PERFECT SHAPE OR MOLD, MY CLAY WOULD ONCE AGAIN RETURN BACK TO ITS ORIGINAL FORM. 

I REALIZE TODAY THAT I WILL NEVER CREATE THE PERFECT RELATIONSHIP, PERSON, JOB OR EVENT.  ANYTIME I ATTEMPTED TO DO SO, I FAILED MISERABLY.  JUST YESTERDAY, I WAS READING JEREMIAH 18:1-6, REGARDING "THE POTTER AND THE CLAY."  I WAS REMINDED THAT GOD IS THE ULTIMATE POTTER.  ANYTHING WE TRY TO SHAPE ON OUR OWN WILL ULTIMATELY COLLAPSE AND FAIL.  OUR GOD ALLOWS US TO SIT AT THAT WHEEL UNTIL WE REALIZE THAT WE CAN DO NOTHING ON OUR OWN.  THATS WHEN WE REALIZE HIS GLORY.  I AM SO GLAD THAT GOD LOVES US ENOUGH TO TAKE OVER AND COMPLETE OUR FAILED ATTEMPTS AT PERFECTION.  I AM SO GLAD THAT I LEARNED TO ALLOW HIM TO DO THIS FOR ME.

I CANT WAIT TO SIT DOWN WITH MY BIBLE AND LET THE LORD SPEAK TO ME TODAY.  WE SERVE A LIVING GOD WHO WANTS TO TEACH, DIRECT AND INSPIRE US.  I LOVE SHARING WHAT THE LORD HAS GIVEN TO ME.  I REALLY APPRECIATE YOU TAKING THE TIME TO READ MY "NOTE".  I LOVE DOING THIS AND I THANK THE LORD FOR TOUCHING MY HEART.

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