I heard this song last week on an FFH cd my hubby has. He has a ridiculous amount of cds, but that's a whole other post. Anyway, as we start this new year I hear many well wishes for a blessed new year and many prayers that God would pour out His blessings in the coming year, and I wonder if people understand what they're praying for? I think in America, we mistake our happiness for blessing ALL THE TIME. And its not that I don't think there is blessing in the happiness, but I think that even when we're not happy with what's going on in our lives God is trying to bless us, and sometimes we're ungrateful.
"I'm trying hard to keep from falling off this wheel
Trying hard to keep so still
As you're shaping, and remaking
Something new is bound to surface
Something bound to bring you fame
Something sure to make you great
Something you can use
But I am only clay and clay doesn't get to choose
I want your best but what if your best is brokenness
Would I be broken?
I want your best but what if less than what I ask
And what I'm hoping?
What if your best is here in the waiting, here in the going thru the motions?
I'll still be trusting all I am, and all have, and nothing less to Potter's hands
I'm trying hard to keep from giving you advice
It's like teaching Shakespeare how to write
Or Monet, the way to paint another scene
But there's just something in this amateur that thinks
That my opinion's what you need
On how to work in me
But I am only clay, and clay probably shouldn't speak
Take my life and let it be consecrated just to thee
Take my voice and let me sing for you my King
Take my moments and my days and let them flow in ceaseless praise
For You always, for You
Only here for you to mold, I'm holding on, because I belong in Potter's hands"