The Potters House
The Potter’s House
“1The word which came to Jeremiah from the LORD saying, 2"Arise and go down to the potter's house, and there I will announce My words to you." 3Then I went down to the potter's house, and there he was, making something on the wheel. 4But the vessel that he was making of clay was spoiled in the hand of the potter; so he remade it into another vessel, as it pleased the potter to make.” Jer 18:1-4 NASB
I refuse to allow my circumstances
To ever get me down.
My hope is in the Lord—
In the Potter’s House and his renown.
I put my hope in his word—
None of his promises will fail.
All His promises are mine—
Each one in all its detail.
I persevere in eager expectation—
For what I cannot see;
Believing God will deliver—
What is His will for me.
God is my Potter and my Creator—
His molding is sometimes difficult to take,
But I trust in His skilful hands—
A vessel of beauty to create.
Because I’m in the Potter’s House,
I should never be discouraged.
Even when the clay’s distorted—
I must heed his words that encourage.
He is the mighty Potter,
And He’s molding me each day;
Making a beautiful vessel—
From what was spoiled clay.
In eager expectation—
I look to the finished vessel;
God’s redeeming presence,
And the paint dried on his easel.
I submit to his daily molding—
Am prepared to cooperate.
His plans are so superior—
This perfect vessel to create.
Prayer: Father, I surrender my life to you. Show me your plans and purposes. Make me and mold me into the person you want me to be. I trust in You. In Jesus’ name. Amen
Copyright © 2009-2012 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com
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