Each day anew, each day refreshed, renewed, rejoice!
In the now, the present, only, are we. Who we were, has left, and remembering only the good which shaped us through all things. Remembering only the hands of Christ, smoothing out the sides of our vessel with a gentle Potter's love, and a firm and knowledgable force of pressure. Oh Lord! Oh King!
Anew, renewed, and made! A work not finished, not ended, but still right now. Present, in the moment, we are. Who will we be, veiled from us, but not from He who plans and shapes us skillfully, so we yield, we yield! Softened clay, slapped with water when we rebel and become brittle, O rejoice in the moisture, mourn not the slap!
Each turn of the wheel, our shape becomes more clear. Each turn of the wheel is a reason to rejoice!
Embraced and shaped and honed to sweet perfection, we trust in His process. Alleluia, Father, we praise you, we praise you. Sweet water, sweet Potter, deep Creator, trust forever! Amen