Potters Hands

PLEASE don't remove this photo. It is mine! Thank you!
(Shot this at free pottery day at the museum.)

The Potter's Wheel

             When you’re troubled and discouraged
        In the darkness of the night
        When obstruction clouds your vision
        And you just can't see the light.

        When life’s trials overcome you
        And you have nowhere to turn
        When you’ve reached the very bottom
        There are lessons you must learn.

        For the clay is being molded
        It’s been twisted, pulled and tossed
        It’s been rolled and it’s been pounded
        Till the ego has been lost.

        He will put you through the furnace
        You’ll be tested to the brim
        Your life will be in pieces
        Till you give your soul to Him.

        From blemish to perfection
        His hands will form the clay
        This human piece of rubble
        Must let God have His way.

        When you come to Him all battered
        In the form of mortal man
        When you cry to Him in mercy
        You will find the Potter’s hand.

        He will grind you, mold and chisel
        The friction you will feel
        Till He gently carves and shapes you
        Upon the Potter’s wheel.

        Author/Written By:
        Marilyn Ferguson
        ©2005