Brewed Thoughts · Poetry/Short Stories

Brewed Thoughts – Isaiah 64:8


Isaiah 64:8

But now, O Lord, you are our Father;
    we are the clay, and you are our potter;
    we are all the work of your hand.

The Potter makes whatever he pleases of his clay

The Potter makes it perfect for his pleasure

The Potter chooses how to use what he makes

The Potter knows why he sets what he makes where he sets it

The Potter delights in using his creation

The Potter can choose to give rest to what he has made

The Potter can choose to keep using what he has made

For only the Potter knows when, how and why!

He makes it

He loves it

He uses it

He gives it rest!

By Susan McMillan

12 thoughts on “Brewed Thoughts – Isaiah 64:8

    1. Thank you Iris.We are the clay indeed and He is the Potter. That’s a truth I have to remember constantly in the different seasons of my life. Nice to meet you too my friend. Tons of hugs

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