CHANGE ME
When I was in elementary school, I believe the forth grade, the art class teacher taught us about working with clay. She had us decide on what to create. The only thing I could come up with was a long horn steer. I worked hard molding that chunk of clay, forming it into horns, legs, tail, body and head. Then I glazed the whole thing. The final step was to fire it. The project was put into a Kiln that generated great heat to turn my project into a work of art. Lol!
During the late 80’s or early 90’s during the praise chorus era of church worship music we sang a song that goes like this: “Change my heart, O God, make it ever new. Change my heart, O God, may I be like You. You are the potter. I am the clay. Mold me and make me, this is what I pray.”
I can’t help but be reminded of the 4th grade art class I had taken and I began to think about how much pride God takes in each one of us as He molds us. Each curve, each hair, each freckle was perfectly placed to make you, you.
Over the years, since I first sang that song, I have changed. I have grown physically, emotionally and spiritually. Celebrations and disappointments have affected me and changed me into who I am today. I love the simplicity of the worship song because it is a reminder that sometimes I let things change and harden me in a way not planned by God. Too often, I keep my own agenda and focus on myself, selfishly trying to be both the pot and the potter. This song was a reminder to me, that He is the great Potter. He is the ultimate Maker. I am the clay in His hands. “Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand” (Isaiah 64:8).
This simple message is my constant prayer: Change my heart, Lord. Search it and find any offensive way in me. Make me more into Your likeness. You are my Creator and my Maker. Rid me of the nonsense I collect. Mold me, change me and continually make me a part of Your purpose and plan today. Amen.
During the late 80’s or early 90’s during the praise chorus era of church worship music we sang a song that goes like this: “Change my heart, O God, make it ever new. Change my heart, O God, may I be like You. You are the potter. I am the clay. Mold me and make me, this is what I pray.”
I can’t help but be reminded of the 4th grade art class I had taken and I began to think about how much pride God takes in each one of us as He molds us. Each curve, each hair, each freckle was perfectly placed to make you, you.
Over the years, since I first sang that song, I have changed. I have grown physically, emotionally and spiritually. Celebrations and disappointments have affected me and changed me into who I am today. I love the simplicity of the worship song because it is a reminder that sometimes I let things change and harden me in a way not planned by God. Too often, I keep my own agenda and focus on myself, selfishly trying to be both the pot and the potter. This song was a reminder to me, that He is the great Potter. He is the ultimate Maker. I am the clay in His hands. “Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand” (Isaiah 64:8).
This simple message is my constant prayer: Change my heart, Lord. Search it and find any offensive way in me. Make me more into Your likeness. You are my Creator and my Maker. Rid me of the nonsense I collect. Mold me, change me and continually make me a part of Your purpose and plan today. Amen.
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