When I was a little girl, I used to love watching PBS. There was one show on there with a lady doing pottery that I loved. I also loved Bob Ross’ show as well but we’ll save that for another post. This pottery lady sparked an interest in me for this style of art. I even took a couple pottery classes and asked my mom to buy me a pottery wheel that I was strictly prohibited from using in doors. I’m no potter now but the thought of this got me to thinking a little about this type of art.
In the hands of the potter, clay can take any variety of shapes for different purposes or uses. The heart and the will of the potter determines the outcome of that specific blob of clay and what formation it will go through. In turn deciding what purpose that particular piece will have. Potters work very closely with their clay. Putting their hand in and through it to perfectly form each curve and straight. The more fluid the clay is, the better it moves and is easier to shape. Clay that has been left out or become dried out can only crumble with the pressure from the potters hands as he tries to form the clay into a shape. Without the moisture from the water, the clay is useless to make anything. Rendering that clay useless.
Pondering the relationship between the potter and his clay brought me to examine the potter/clay relationship we have with our potter. “And yet, O Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We all are formed by your hand.” Isaiah 64:8. There is a humbling truth displayed in this verse. His hand has formed us. Not a single cell or chance or any other unfathomable guess for where we have come from. His mighty hand put together all that we are and all that we are going to be. His hands are still forming and molding us into who He has created us to be. Forming in us character, strength, wisdom and endurance for His predetermined purpose for us. The Lord is constantly molding our hearts with love and attention to each detail. However we can make the process a little more difficult for us and our potter.
Similarly to the way a dried out piece of clay is unable to be molded, our dried out spirits make us unable to be shaped as well. A spirit detached from the living water of Christ (the Holy Spirit) is nothing more than dry clay. Even though we may be a believer, we can be dry as the Sahara if we have chosen not drank from the source of living water. Even if we have simply been neglectful to the nurturing of that relationship. “Anyone who believes in me may come and drink! For the scriptures declare: ‘Rivers of living water will flow from his heart.’ ” John 7:38. This scripture shows us that Living Water is open to our partaking if we chose to “come and drink”. Without drinking from the living water of the Holy Spirit, our hearts aren’t pliable enough to form into what we were intended to be. We crumble under the pressure of our Fathers loving hands’ attempt to form us. Hindering our growth and what He can do through us. Our individual will can frequently be a barrier between us and the hands of our Father. Pride, selfish motivations and stubbornness can grieve the Holy Spirit and keep us dried up and unable to be formed, while humility makes room for the Holy Spirit to hydrate our spirit and create in us a heart that lines up with our Father’s perfect will.
Our potter loves working with a hydrated humble heart. “God opposes the proud but favors the humble.” James 4:6. Today I’m choosing to drink from the well of Living Waters. Let’s allow the Holy Spirit to saturate us and ready us for molding, by relinquishing our will to that of the Father. I have enough things crumbling on the counters I wipe everyday, and I don’t want to be one of them.
His will is Better!
– J. E. Berry