I looked up to the sky (well actually the ceiling as I was inside) as I was PRAISING GOD for some good data in the lab, PROGRESS. And it hit me, just Holy Spirit fashion just then, seeing the fire alarm label, it said POTTER. Hmmmm… our Heavenly Father Potter. Hmmmm…

Yes, for this lab work, it’s been quite the process for FINDING THE TIME, bigger chunks of time, to do the lengthy steps. It’s not that the work is hard, but it has to be precise, and it really needs time – uninterrupted time. OH, TIME… Oh that’s what a Potter needs, to work us with TIME. Lord, You do know that we need Your help and molding.

And then I thought it funny when the graphical output of some of my data had 2 humps in the unmistakable reminder of a TV cartoon monster from Bugs Bunny – so funny – I saw the orange hairy monster instantly in my head. Our brains and memories are so marvelous. I mentioned this to my coworker of the same vintage and she said “the one with the sneakers?” YEAH!

The monster wasn’t scary to Bugs Bunny and Bugs always had an ulterior motivation of distraction that fueled his actions, like pretending to give this monster a spa treatment day just for distraction… Why this all screamed in my head I don’t know…

What was I talking about? Oh yes, the fire alarm, THE POTTER, oh yes THE FATHER, OH YES THE PRAISING! But now, O Lord, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand.

And what about ‘the pottery of us’??? Of me??? Was I being tested to see if I could find that level of asking for help? Was I just in a place to be place-held for Your purposes, Lord, unknown and known? What step is this in my life as clay? As formed? As drying and getting stronger, or fired in the kiln ready for decoration… ??? Hmmmm…. The fire alarm was quiet, but the scripture reference blasted into my head all weekend, even seeing other references. The Potter. 

Hmmm… if my brain thinks randomly with cartoon characters, then surely I need the scriptures even more to refocus me… And then even more I must believe God’s non-random signal is simply to know that: I am HIS. WE ARE HIS. And keep keepin’ on…

Oh, MOLD ME, Lord, and please do let me see the finished product someday with Jesus leading the Way, His Way. 

This clay and Potter scripture from Isaiah (excerpts 64:4-9 below) does speak VOLUMES of who God is, and the blessings of us being molded, BEING SAVED,  being attended to because of God’s Righteousness. And it speaks of a people Israel who failed to follow God, and it speaks of ALL of us needing to return to God as Lord.

May we return and capture our thoughts into Your clay too, Lord, help mold our steps today.

Amen 

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For since the beginning of the world

Men have not heard nor perceived by the ear, Nor has the eye seen any God besides You, Who acts for the one who waits for Him. You meet him who rejoices and does righteousness, Who remembers You in Your ways. You are indeed angry, for we have sinned – In these ways we continue; And we need to be saved.

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But we are all like an unclean thing, And all our righteousnesses are like filthy rags; We all fade as a leaf, And our iniquities, like the wind, Have taken us away. …

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But now, O Lord, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand.

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Do not be furious, O Lord, Nor remember iniquity forever; Indeed, please look – we all are Your people!