My morning walks with God
While I was walking this morning,
I had the old hymn "Have Thine Own Way", in my mind.
The first verse goes like this:
"Have thine own way Lord,
Have thine own way.
You are the potter,
I am the clay.
Mold me and make me
After thy will
While I am waiting,
Yielded and still."
I realized I am not still very much of the time.
Matter of fact, most times I am on a dead run!!
Then, having the imaginative mind I do,
I pictured a potter at the wheel.
He is gently and seriously working on his creation.
Lovingly trying to shape it into what he wants it to be.
I pictured the round lump of clay.....
Suddenly jumping up, and running around,
having no clue where it was going,
or what it was doing,
just wild and out of control
out of the creator's hand.
Is that how I am Lord?
Are you trying to gently mold me,
but instead of calmly yielding to your loving hands,
I am running all over out of control??
Lord, help me to be yielded to your Spirit, and your will.
Help me to be quiet in your presence.
Mold me into what you want me to be.
Blessings on your day