I keeping coming across Jeremiah 18 when I’m opening my Bible to read. I keep thinking about how I am clay in The Lords hands and how he is the potter, shaping and molding me according to his glory and purpose. Who am I to say to the Lord “Are you sure, you want me to do this?” Which is what I thought when praying about applying to The World Race. Who am I to question the potter? The creator of me?! I believe He keeps bringing me back to this passage to tell me that He is making something new in me. He is reworking me to glorify himself and to use me however He needs to. I look up to the sky and I see him who paints the heavens with stars and creates the birds of the air. That same God made me. And he’s using his children to further his kingdom for his purpose alone. How beautiful is that!
