The Potter's Wheel

 

Lord You’re the potter I’m the clay, like putty in your hands

Help me to be moldable when I’m questioning Your plans

 

Keep me centered on the wheel where You are shaping me

Especially when I am overwhelmed by the answers I don’t see

 

Keep me close through circumstances that my enemy

Would like to use to put some distance between You, and me

 

And as I pray for the miracles which only You can do

Help me pray for the miracle of drawing close to You

 

Lord keep me centered on Your wheel and make me pliable

And as You shape me, give me peace that You are in control

 

Increase my desire for You,  and make Your love so real

That there’s nothing I would rather be than clay upon Your wheel

 

Fill me with the joy that comes from being close to You

From knowing that wherever I may go, You’ll be there too

 

I praise You for Your promise that for me You’ll make a way

And I praise You though You’re Lord of all, You care for this lump of clay

“..Behold, like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.”  Jeremiah 18:6 (ESV)