Work In Progress

Jun 20

I imagine myself positioned on the mighty potter's wheel

He approaches with such love and care

Still as He fashions changes here and there

I frown with each new thing I feel

No, I scream

My fists high in the air

Why would you ever change that there?

My tears block His gentle whisper,

“Peace, be still.”

Yet still I wonder,

How will this ever be good for my welfare?

Here I am with my heart laid bare

Probably take a lifetime to kill all that's there

My heart breaks as things I once loved

Get replaced with what He desires from above

Empty self-serving prideful vainglory

Exchanged to tell of the Trinity and their stories

One Father, One Son, One Spirit

Theirs’ the original love story

I beg of myself to receive it

Created by God the Father

Restored by God the Son

Consecrated and sealed by His Holy Spirit

What manner of love is this?

Created but being created

Changed but being changed

Alive but portions of me are still dead

And since the power at work in me ain't me

Thank God

Resistance is futile

Then, when I see a ray of glittering light burst from my heart

The pain might have been unbearable

But now, what’s there is beautiful

Additional resources: Isaiah 64:8; 2 Corinthians 3:18; Philippians 2:13

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