The Lord’s lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness (Lamentations 3:22-23).
Have you ever heard the expression, “Back to the Potter’s house we go?” Not only have I heard the phrase, but I have experienced first-hand its true meaning. At one point in my journey, not only was God bringing a most amazing restoration to my life, but also a divine reshaping.
“The word which came to Jeremiah from the Lord saying, ‘Arise and go down to the potter’s house, and there I will announce My words to you.’ Then I went down to the potter’s house, and there he was, making something on the wheel. But 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. Then the word of the Lord came to me saying, ‘Can I not, O house of Israel, deal with you as this potter does?’ declares the Lord. ‘Behold, like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in My hand, O house of Israel’” (Jeremiah 18:1-6).
“Jeremiah received a staggering message from God, as he monitored the function of a potter working on a vessel. As he quietly observed the potter’s labor, he noticed the clay was spoiled in the hands of the potter. Yet with intense observation, Jeremiah also witnessed the remaking of the clay, for the potter would not leave the vessel in such disarray. ‘But 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’” (Jeremiah 18:4).
The clay in this passage refers to the children of Israel, who had strayed from God. The Potter is the Lord Himself, and even though the clay was spoiled, it pleased the Lord to remake His child into a new vessel.
This story captivates my heart immensely for I, too, was marred clay. However, I had two choices during this particular season of my life. Either my circumstances would shape me or the Potter Himself would refashion me. I chose the latter, to surrender my life to His care.
From years of sinful dwellings, I never imagined a Holy God would desire to place me back on His wheel to refashion. Yet, that was exactly what He did. Even though I had no idea at the time what all that would entail, I knew one thing for sure; my Potter loves me and His remolding my life was for my best and for His glory.
Remember, damaged clay in the hands of God can become His wonderful masterpiece. Let God do with your life what He desires and trust Him always. “‘Can I not, O house of Israel, deal with you as this potter does?’ declares the Lord. ‘Behold, like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in My hand, O house of Israel’” (Jeremiah 18:6).
