He Is the Potter, I Am the Clay

Lately I have been really convicted about not growing in my faith as much as should be. I'm really good about taking time out of the day to pray, worship, or journal; but I really struggle with reading and studying my Bible on a daily basis. I haven't even read the entire thing, which is really sad considering I've grown up in a Christian home and accepted Christ at age five. You would think that I would have read it in twelve years?! My goal is to finish reading the Gospels in one month (I am already 15 chpts into Matthew), which means I need to read about three chapters a day. Okay so by November 14th I will have needed to read Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John. Oh boy.

I have also been convicted about putting limits on God and not allowing Him to stretch and shape me where He sees fit. I let Him fix me where I want Him to, but then I set certain things off limit. Like my pride, gossip, and laziness. Eek!

Isaiah 64:8

But now, O LORD, You are our Father, We are the clay, and You our potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand.

I realize that I am God's creation, who am I to say what He can and cannot change? I'm trying to become the potter and I cannot even see the work of art that is being created. I pray that God gives me grace and the wisdom to realize that I can't try to put Him in a box, and instead let Him do what He sees fit.

His Daughter,

Hannah Renee'