The Potter and the Clay

The clay on the wheel

was marred, seemingly

beyond repair

but the Potter molded,

shaped and perfected

until a treasure

was displayed there.

The clay on the table

was misshapen, and

there was nothing

left to do, but break

it apart and start

over again,

for the clay was too

brittle to use.

But the Potter had

a secret, and only

a few were aware

that clay dried

out by the elements

could be revived

to be something beyond compare.

He dipped His hands

in water, and a

transformation took

place, for a masterpiece

turned its visage

toward heaven,

no longer a thing

to be abased.

We are that same

ruined clay, seeking

a form of cheap grace,

but  the Potter dips

His hands in the water

of the Spirit,

and we are reformed,

no longer a disgrace.

Kingdom people need

kingdom understanding,

and we need to turn

each day, to the call

of the Holy Spirit

as He washes

our imperfections away.

We must recognize

there is a covenant,

a holy promise

we must obey,

if we are to be

molded and  shaped

by His love, and

more than a lump of clay.

© 2010 Carol J. Grace