As I was meditating on the things that we do to make these "clay pots" that we live in as beautiful as possible, in reality, we are still just clay.
Mold Me, Paint Me But, Inside, I Am Still Clay God in His infinite wisdom and design shaped man’s body out of His newly made clay, and man as His crowning design and achievement was created on His 6th day. These bodies were originally made to last us for an eternity, but then sin came into being and His time clock started ticking and running out for you and for me. Oh sure, we can sculpt and mold and exercise these containers of ours all we want but, inside we are still clay, and even though we will die and be buried He will resurrect them again on Judgment Day. We can dress them and paint them and clean them up to look like a beautiful porcelain doll, but because of our sinful nature in them we can set ourselves up for a great big fall. Consider for yourselves my meaning here and listen with an attentive ear, these bodies of ours were made to hold Him until we take our last breath and when we see Him all will be made totally clear. How many of us have looked into our mirrors only to have been dismayed by what we see, but then again that image is so deceitful for contained in that vessel is what will matter for all eternity. Just as the day man was created and before receiving God’s breath he lay there as a cold, hard, piece of lifeless clay, yet things have not changed for today the same is true man needs His breath in him yes even in these modern times or days. Clay to clay and dust to dust we came from it and one day our body will be that again, but, where we will spend our eternity still by our will it wholly depends. Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings - March 30, 2014
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