The following is a re-post of a reflection originally published on my “old” blog, Martha’s Heart, on July 29, 2010. Jer 18:1-6 was today’s Mass reading, as it was on the day of this original post. It reminds me that God is the potter, and I am the clay, on a day when I was already praying to do better than I did yesterday, when stress and frustration had my head spinning and my voice raised toward the children.
Once again, I find myself praying that God will mold me into a vessel that is pleasing to Him.
So often, I have moments in which I am clearly not the person God wants me to be. This morning was a perfect example. I was a grouch, largely because I used old coffee beans and my coffee tasted terrible. Silly, yes, but true none-the-less. It got my day off to a bad start and I was taking it out on my husband and kids.
It is moments like these that make Jer 18:1-6 so precious to me:
Whenever the object of clay which he was making
turned out badly in his hand,
he tried again,
making of the clay another object of whatever sort he pleased. (Jer 18:4)
God is the potter, and we are the clay. He will not throw us away just because we are not the people He wants us to be. Instead, he will try again, and again, and again. The key is that we, the clay, must not harden ourselves against Him. We must remain malleable, open to His word, His voice, His constant presence in our lives.
This morning, saying grace before breakfast reminded me that I could turn to God to help me improve my mood, so I asked Him to do just that. As usual, prayer turned my day around. It reminded me that I had to bend, rather than staying rigid. It reminded me of my need for God’s grace and wisdom in my life.
Father, please help me to be the person you want me to be. In moments when I begin to turn bad, please help me to remember that I must remain open to you, malleable in your all-capable hands. Make me a vessel that is pleasing to you.