Journey to Bethlehem Day 2
Monday, November 30 Isaiah 64:6-9a
6 We have all become like one who is unclean,
and all our righteous deeds are like a polluted garment.
We all fade like a leaf,
and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
7 There is no one who calls upon your name,
who rouses himself to take hold of you;
for you have hidden your face from us,
and have made us melt in the hand of our iniquities.
8 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.
9 Be not so terribly angry, O Lord,
and remember not iniquity forever.
Have you ever seen a child working with play dough? They work a lump into some form only to be displeased and squash it down to start over. The same with a potter who works the clay but if not pleased smashes the clay down on the potter’s wheel and remakes it until pleased.
This is like our Father in heaven. In Isaiah, this image is referring to Israel as the clay and God as their potter. God is also our potter, molding us into the shape that is pleasing to him.
This a great image. After all, who made us? Our heavenly Father who knows how we can be molded into a beautiful work of art if left in his hands.
But sometimes our human nature makes us not look so beautiful to him, so he takes us back to the potter’s wheel and reworks those areas to make us more into the shape we are intended to be.
Sometimes being smashed down and remolded isn’t pleasant.
But aren’t we glad he is doing it! Isn’t it a comfort to know that our heavenly father is molding us into something beautiful and pleasing to him?
As this happens, our character becomes more beautiful and pleasing to those around us. We are being shaped by our potter into what he created us to be, His masterpiece.
During this advent season, ask the Potter to mold you into the beautiful piece that he created you to be.
Have thine own way Lord! Have thine own way.
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me, after Thy will,
While I am waiting, yielded and still.