“Shall the potter be regarded as the clay, that the thing made should say of its maker, ‘He did not make me’; or the thing formed say of him who formed it, ‘He has no understanding’?” (Isaiah 29:16)
Who am I to question how God created me, to say that he doesn’t understand? God is my MAKER. He is the potter, I’m the clay. God, mold me in the way that you desire, help me to trust that the way you have made me and the way you continue to sanctify me is for my good and for your glory. Help me to be content in how you grow me and in diferent circumstances in life where the ugliness of my heart is being chipped away, knowing that I will one day be glorified in a new, heavenly body.
Israel was a rebellious people; they were unwilling to hear the instruction of the Lord. Yet:
“For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, In returning (repentance) and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be strength.” (Isaiah 30:15a)
“Therefore the Lord waits to be gracious to you, and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you. For the Lord is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for him.” (Isaiah 30:18)
Lord you are truly gracious when your children come in humility and brokenness before you and come to you in repentance. You will not turn your face away to your children who cry out to the Lord, and you will tell them the way to walk in holiness. Lord, help me to defile my carved idols that I worship rather than you. Help me to regard them as unclean. Be gone!