Read Isaiah 64: 8 “Yet, O Lord, you are our father.  We are the clay, you are the potter: we are all the work of your hand.” This soul-training exercise involves shaping and creating something with clay while reflecting on the questions. It can also be done without the clay.

Begin softening a chunk of clay with your hands and ask yourself:

  • Who is shaping my life?
  • Am I molded by the influence of others?
  • Is my life directed by the pressures of society?
  • Is my life shaped by the demands of my schedule?

Notice how pliable and soft the clay is.  Ask yourself:

  • Am I like this clay in God’s hands?
  • Can God mold me?   Why not?

Read I Cor. 2: 9   “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind conceived what God has prepared for those who love him.”  

  • Am I willing to be shaped by God for a life I can hardly imagine?
  • Can I give up my agenda and trust God to shape my life?
  • Am I willing risk my ego and let God plan my path?
  • Think of a plan that you are heavily invested in.  What if God said, “No.”  Would you go ahead anyway? Or surrender?
  • Think of your relationships with family or friends.  Are you pushing your agenda for someone?  Are you trying to control someone’s behavior?  Can you surrender control and trust God to take care of this person?

Consider your clay creation.  What does it symbolize for you?

Pray: Lord, help me to see the ways that am trying to keep you in your place, the ways I take your salvation, but refuse your Lordship over me, the times I maintain my identity with no thought to asking you how you would have me live or be, the ways I try to mold you into my image, so I can get my own way. Forgive my unwillingness to let you be King.

 “The process through which God shapes God’s dream in our lives is always done by hand. It is a process of intimate contact. Intimacy requires trust as it invites us to surrender to the touch of God’s love, so deeply personal, shaping us uniquely. No mass production on God’s workbench; no two pots alike in God’s kingdom; and in the end, no waste.”   Margaret Silf



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