Lumps of clay?

September 2, 2020

 

 

My friend, may I ask you a question? Although we lead our lives with some certainty of the way they will go, do we really have all that much to say about it? What about those we love? Do we have any say about them with God?

 

My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day.  I’m M. Clifford Brunner?

 

 

 

Years ago I cut down an elm tree that had succumbed to Dutch elm disease years ago. Elm, because of its sinewy nature, is a difficult wood to predict. Cutting the tree down can be challenging especially when dry. This particular tree, it turned out, had a mind of its own. I notched it in the direction of the fell and then back-cut it with the hopes of insert- ing a wedge and forcing a fall in the direction I had selected. No sooner had I pulled the saw from the tree and reached for the wedge, I heard a crack. That old elm decided it was going to fall my way; so stepping out of the way, down it came, directly opposite the way I had wanted to fell it. In the end, it had the last say. 

 

Although we lead our lives with some certainty of the way they will go, do we really have all that much to say about it? 

 

Here’s a story: On November 8, 1994, Pastor Scott Willis and his wife, Janet, were traveling with six of their nine children on Highway I-94 near Milwaukee when a piece of metal fell off the truck ahead of them. Scott had no choice but to let the object pass under his vehicle; the result was that the rear gas tank exploded and five of the six Willis children died instantly in the flames; the sixth child, Benjamin, died a few hours later. Scott and Janet were able to get out of the vehicle, sustaining burns from which they would later recover. Standing there watching their children die in the fire, Scott said to Janet, “This is the moment for which we are prepared.” The courage of this couple was reported throughout the United States and the world. Christ walked with them through the deep sorrows of this tragedy. (Source unknown) 

 

“Every morning we awake we say, this is one more day to prove the faithfulness of God. Every night we say, we are one day closer to seeing our children again.” This is the testimony of the Willis’ as they seek to believe that children are a gift of God; and when God wants them back, He has the right to take them to Himself. We own nothing in this life and, in God’s hands, we are mere lumps of clay to be molded and, sometimes, remolded into something better than as what we started. Like the potter who works the clay, so God works our lives; shaping, turning, and, when it is necessary, pushing it all down and starting over again. Our lives fall the way God has planned them, and, in the end, the last say is God’s. 

 

We pray. Heavenly Father. We know that children, all loved ones, are Your gift; and when You want them back, You have the right to take them to Yourself. We own nothing in this life and, in Your hands, we are mere lumps of clay to be molded and, sometimes, remolded into something better than as what we started. Like the potter who works the clay, so You work our lives; shaping, turning, and, when it is necessary, pushing it all down and starting over again. Our lives fall the way You have planned them, and, in the end, the last say is Your’s. Make us ever mindful never to complain or contest. In Jesus name we pray. Amen! 

 

Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.

 

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<thispassingday@gmail.com> From Beech Springs, God bless you for Jesus sake.

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