Have you ever heard the expression, “Back to the Potter’s house we go?” I have and would experience first-hand its true meaning. At one point in my journey, not only was God bringing a restoration most amazing to my life, but also a divine reshaping.
Jeremiah 18:1-6 The word which came to Jeremiah from the Lord saying, (2) “Arise and go down to the potter’s house, and there I will announce My words to you.” (3) Then I went down to the potter’s house, and there he was, making something on the wheel. (4) But the vessel that he was making of clay was spoiled in the hand of the potter; so he remade it into another vessel, as it pleased the potter to make. (5) Then the word of the Lord came to me saying, (6) Can I not, O house of Israel, deal with you as this potter does?” declares the Lord. “Behold, like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in My hand, O house of Israel.
Jeremiah was soon to receive a staggering message from God, as he monitored the work of a Potter working on a vessel. As he quietly observed his production, a change was about to take place. The clay had become spoiled in the hands of the Potter. However, with certainty, the Potter would not leave the vessel in such disarray. “So he remade it into another vessel, as it pleased the potter to make” (Jer. 18:4).
The clay in this passage refers to the children of Israel, who had strayed from God. The Potter is the Lord Himself. And even though the clay was spoiled, it pleased the Lord to remake His children into a new vessel.
This story captivates my heart immensely for I too was marred clay. From years of sinful dwellings, I never imagined that a Holy God would desire to place me back on His wheel to refashion. Yet, He did. And even though I had no idea at the time what all that would entail, I knew one thing for sure, I was loved by my Potter.
We will either be molded and shaped by our circumstances or refashioned by God Himself. Let us go back to the Potter’s house where He awaits to make something beautiful of His children.
Prayer: Lord, my life is not my own. Place me back on Your wheel and remake me for Your honor and Glory. For my damaged clay in Your hands can become Your masterpiece.