In The Potter's Hands

 "In The Potter's Hands"

As the Potter molds the clay, so the

Lord forms His child

From the dust of the earth we have come,

for only a little while

It's a battle of the will in life's long

and weary journey

But not for the one who yields, to

the Lord preferring

The time on the "wheel" can be pleasant,

filled with joy and blessing

 When remolding is successful, with no steps

back or digressing

The potter kneads the clay with strength,

but gently shapes His creation

It's a labor of love, to prevent the clay's own 

demise, and disintegration

The smoothing, mashing, scraping and

formulation 

Begins to rise to the concept of the 

Master's postulation 

The clay becomes a shining light, a worthy

sight for all to ponder

A form of beauty and no more clay, but

now a vessel of honor.

                                                                              By Sheryl Fowler

                                                  (Visit promiselandchurch.net and theexperience238.com.

                                             PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas, Pastor Kenneth Phillips)