"But now, O Lord, You
are our Father, We are the clay, and You our Potter; and all of us are
the work of Your hand. Isaiah 64:8"
I have always enjoyed thinking about God forming me into
the vessel of His choosing, wondering what I look like in His eyes. Do I
look like a plate to hold nourishing foods for people, and if so, am I
making certain that the foods I offer are generous and nourishing?Clay becomes pottery at temperatures over 1,000 degrees F (the beginning of glowing red heat - about 540 C). Common tribal earthenware is fired to about 1,400 degrees F (760 C). Heat removes the molecular water in the clay. This heat converts clay molecules to pottery, sculpture, brick molecules that do not dissolve in water. Glazed pottery and modern brick is fired in kilns to temperatures ranging from 1,800 F to 2,400 F. Most common clays start to deform and melt if they are fired higher than about 1,900 F. Modern toilets are fired to about 2,400 F. by Marvin Bartel, Emeritus Professor of Art, Goshen College, Indiana, USA (Thoughts on the toilet run through my mind, but I will ignore them for now.)
I am at an age where my body is
changing. Most women have hot flashes. I have cold flashes instead.
It starts in my feet, works its way up my legs until finally I am
shivering. My body temperature actually drops, just as a woman with hot
flashes body temperature rises. Because of this, heat feels good to
me. When others ask for 65 degree weather, I ask for 75. However, I do
sympathize with women having hot flashes. I had them when pregnant
with my sons. They are not fun in the least. They seem to start on the
inside and work their way out so that you feel as if you are permeating
heat and very little brings comfort. I used to sit under fans that
were in front of the air conditioner in order to receive a little
relief. To say these flashes are a normal part of a woman's life do not
make them any easier, but it does help to remember that we are not the
only ones going through them. Many women before us have been there and
survived, so we most likely will too.
We will survive the fires of refinement
as well, if we remember that every Christian goes through them. If we
don't, we may crack and then what use are we? With God's miracle
working power, the crack can be glued, but will always be noticeable.
Lord, make me a vessel worthy of Your
calling and may I fulfill Your every heart desire for my life. Help me
not to crack under the pressure of the heat I must go through in order
to be refined and become that hardened vessel that withstands the hands
of hardship that try to remold me. When I am refined, help me be
generous and allow my contents to be poured out for others and refilled
by You alone.
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