Do you have any of those items around your house that have become part of your home? I mean you could remove them, but you never would, because they are part of your life now. I grew up with a little blue dish that always sat on our mantel. It’s not a beautiful piece but it’s always been there. When I visit my parents, sometimes I walk over and open the lid. Inside, there are still little implements from the early seventies. I’m pretty sure there is a dried up bottle of White Out from 1974 still in that dish. 

We have such an item in our home. I really love it. It’s a brown bowl that sits on our kitchen table. It was fashioned out of clay by a very dear friend of ours and given to us. Every time I look at it, it reminds me that something beautiful can be made from a lump of raw material. Isaiah talks about it as well as Paul. God is the potter and we are the clay. By the way, our bowl is white on the inside.

You may think you’re just a lump. I must say the image I’ve had of myself lately, has been pretty lumpy. But God has a vision of you that is all smoothed out. You are the lump that is being masterfully transformed into an amazing vessel. I love that bowl for many reasons. It looks cool. You can see the imprint of our friend’s hands where she formed it on the wheel. She carved her name on the bottom and Lynnae fills it up with fruit. Often there is so much fruit, that pieces fall out around the bowl. 

Isn’t that an image? God forms you with His hands. His fingerprints are all over you. He makes you clean and white on the inside, which is the opposite of what Jesus said about the Pharisees, “clean on the outside but corrupt on the inside”. He writes His name on your soul and you bear so much fruit that it overflows. You become, not just another vessel, but one that is part of the household. You have a place, a purpose and you add beauty to the whole house. 

There is no call to action here. I just wanted to remind you, that He is the potter and you are the clay. Sometimes we need to stop and think. The pressure we may feel is not because God has forgotten us, but it’s because He’s molding us into something great. Take heart, we are His best work!