I am the Potter, you are the clay. This sermon of Pastor Mike comes from Jeremiah chapter 18. Jeremiah is the three “d’s”: i.e. discouraged, despondent and disillusioned. Jeremiah feels he isn’t making a difference and that no matter what he does no one is going to listen. We all know how that feels; our kids, our spouses, our friends. Like Jeremiah we sometimes wonder if anything we say in our witnessing or work at, in and for the church matters.
The Lord sends Jeremiah down to the potter’s barn. There He shows Jeremiah how the potter takes the clay and molds it and works it in his hands to create something. When a vessel does not conform to what the potter is making, he molds the clay to make something else. God is the potter. We are the clay. He has plans for us…Jeremiah 29:11…”For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Oh that we could place ourselves completely in the Potter’s Hands and let Him mold us thereby fulfilling His plan for us. Too often we, unlike the potter’s clay, don’t mold very well. Like the potter’s clay, sometimes we need to be remolded into something other than what was originally intended for us as individuals. Our shape by the one and only real potter’s hands; i.e. God himself, is determined by our use of our spiritual gift. Have you ever tried to find out what that gift may be?
Insight written by Bob Deffinbaugh (Th.D.):
In the life of the local church there are two major problems related to the subject of spiritual [clay pot] gifts [and development]. The first is that far too few Christians are involved in any kind of ministry. They conceive of themselves as spectators rather than participants. None of these ‘spectators’ have the joy of being actively involved in ministry and of seeing God work through them in the exercise of their spiritual gifts…[like an uncooperative hunk of clay].
A second problem is with those who are actively involved in the ministry of the local church, but who are not functioning in a ministry which corresponds. Their dilemma is illustrated by the story of a certain sea captain and his chief engineer who were having an argument as to which one of them was the more important to the ship. Failing to agree, they resorted to the unique idea of swapping places. The chief ascended to the bridge, and the captain descended into the engine room. After a couple of hours, the captain suddenly appeared on the deck covered with oil and soot.
“Chief!” he yelled, wildly waving aloft a monkey wrench. “You’ll have to come down here; I can’t make her go!”
“Of course you can’t,” replied the chief. “She’s aground!”