"Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall."
Proverbs 16:18
Can You, Jar of Clay?
by Cynthia B. Baello
August 11, 2008
How can a lowly piece of clay
Unto the Master Potter say:
"Let me be You for I am me,
Enough to be what I can be."
Release me from Your Hand Divine,
Alone I stand, my life is mine.
My puny mental capacity
Can plan the course of the galaxy.
I will fix all worldly tangled mess,
Yes I can solve it with success -
Correct the climate, filter sunlight,
Outlive all beings though I'm finite.
I will cure diseases with one click,
Stop all wars, peace is quick.
From heaven pour all currency,
To rid the world of poverty.
In my spare time, piece of cake-
Rapists, murderers I will remake.
All these evils I will remove,
Just make me You, this I will prove.
I need no cross to save mankind,
That is passe and quite unkind.
I will set us up a world consortium,
I will even build my own asylum.
Make me You, I bet You will see
My little view is not blasphemy.
One more thing, God, can you tell?
For my info, is there a hell?
Then the Master Potter set
That jar of clay from earth's closet,
Released it from His Mighty Hand,
It broke to pieces, ground to sand.
Now just a sort of mild direction,
To jars of clay with like ambition-
Humbly think before you say,
You will run the world, can you...
a clay?
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Reviewed by Mark Chevalier (Reader)
Reviewed on March 3, 2009
This is very thought provoking poem Cynthia. We, as molded clay, and rising up to aspire to the Master's handiwork. There is a tremendous amount of depth here, and a multitude of meaning. I think mankind has said, "Release me from Your Hand Divine."
I suppose it begs the question. "Why is it being allowed to continue? Is evil really evil, or is it simply the absence of good? And are these things interconnected?" I think we see the world through our own filters. Is there such a thing a darkness? I would argue that it is only the absence of light.
Oh this is a classic, of human nature, even as recent as the last week, here in Australia where I live, the big bang theory was put to the test, such futility!
Love this, I love it that the Lord, lets us know, just who is in charge. Reminds me of the Conversation he Had with Job near the end of his troubles.
Wonderful write.
Ty God bless
Ch'erie
Cynthia,
This is another beautiful poem. This one really makes you think. Thanks so much for sharing this with us. You are one talented girl! Blessings to you my friend.
Katt
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
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I suppose it begs the question. "Why is it being allowed to continue? Is evil really evil, or is it simply the absence of good? And are these things interconnected?" I think we see the world through our own filters. Is there such a thing a darkness? I would argue that it is only the absence of light.
Be well and be safe, always,
Mark
Blessings...
Julie
Amen!
Love this, I love it that the Lord, lets us know, just who is in charge. Reminds me of the Conversation he Had with Job near the end of his troubles.
Wonderful write.
Ty God bless
Ch'erie
Regis
Definitely food for thought, thank you for sharing
In Christs Love
Michelle~
This is another beautiful poem. This one really makes you think. Thanks so much for sharing this with us. You are one talented girl! Blessings to you my friend.
Katt
Newfie Hugs, Rose
An EXCELLENT thought provoking write. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D