. . . O Lord, Thou art our father; we are the clay,
and Thou our potter; and we all are the work of Thy hand. Isaiah 64:8 (KJV)
I was not the nicest child. Born a sinner, I had a favorite sin—ME! God sees that as PRIDE.
Actually, it is about more than me. I am God’s child; He gave me to my parents to train up in the way I should go, not the way I want to go (Prov. 22:6). He (and they) gave me siblings, so I had to accept that I was not the center of the universe — not even the “universe” on Cohassett Drive.
When I complained in piteous tones, Mom would say, “I can’t hear you when you whine!” That is a logical fallacy. She was saying, “I won’t listen to your whining.”
Whining is also a disrespectful way to approach our heavenly Father, but . . .
Compare God’s response with Mom’s. He does hear me when I whine to Him. He loved me even before He formed me in the womb, and He knew I would be an accomplished sinner and whiner. That probably describes many of us.
The Master Potter shapes and reshapes hearts and minds until they surrender to His Will. God has been molding us since before we were born. Some of us do require more work than others.
He has been very, very patient with me for many decades—shaping me into something for His pleasure. I need to quit whining about the process, and praise Him for his grace and mercy.
Dear Lord, please remind us that You are the real Center of the Universe. We would be wise to cooperate with Your plan, instead of advising You about our preferences.
© 2020 Sarah F. Strachan
and Thou our potter; and we all are the work of Thy hand. Isaiah 64:8 (KJV)
I was not the nicest child. Born a sinner, I had a favorite sin—ME! God sees that as PRIDE.
Actually, it is about more than me. I am God’s child; He gave me to my parents to train up in the way I should go, not the way I want to go (Prov. 22:6). He (and they) gave me siblings, so I had to accept that I was not the center of the universe — not even the “universe” on Cohassett Drive.
When I complained in piteous tones, Mom would say, “I can’t hear you when you whine!” That is a logical fallacy. She was saying, “I won’t listen to your whining.”
Whining is also a disrespectful way to approach our heavenly Father, but . . .
Compare God’s response with Mom’s. He does hear me when I whine to Him. He loved me even before He formed me in the womb, and He knew I would be an accomplished sinner and whiner. That probably describes many of us.
The Master Potter shapes and reshapes hearts and minds until they surrender to His Will. God has been molding us since before we were born. Some of us do require more work than others.
He has been very, very patient with me for many decades—shaping me into something for His pleasure. I need to quit whining about the process, and praise Him for his grace and mercy.
Dear Lord, please remind us that You are the real Center of the Universe. We would be wise to cooperate with Your plan, instead of advising You about our preferences.
© 2020 Sarah F. Strachan
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