We are spun round and round by
the everyday swirl of life. It feels as if I am a lump of clay spinning on a
potter’s wheel. As a matter of fact, I AM. The Master’s touch gently presses
in, reshaping me for His envisioned purpose. A poke here and there will bring
texture and reveal the masterful skill of the Potter. Why do I resist? My
failed attempts at shaping myself should be evidence enough to gladly yield to
the Potter’s hands. Have Your own way Lord, I am waiting yielded and still.
Mold me, make me after Your will.
“This is the day that the LORD has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24 ESV. The table is set for a brand-new day. Only God knows exactly what is already prepared for my arrival in it. I must now leave behind days gone by and ready myself for new insight, a higher life, and greater things. Am I up for what today will bring? Only the day will tell, but the One who provides it will also carry me through it. One thing is sure; I will walk upon on sacred footprints since the Alpha and Omega has already trod this moment in advance, sprinkling blessings and divine opportunities throughout. I must pay attention so I don’t miss a thing He has placed along the path. Lord God, Lover of My Soul, today is the day You have made; I am so good with that and already rejoicing in what is to unfold. Lift me in Your arms and carry me through with faith, joy, and purpose.
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