Who is your Master?

Isaiah 64:8 NIV Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.

God is our father. He molds and guides us. It’s not always easy but it is always for our good. To bring out His perfect will for us. He is the Master. We are his masterpieces. Each uniquely and beautifully made. Each of us molded and sculpted with care. Even through the fire. The slamming. Through the pressure, He is there, the Master, our Heavenly Father leading us, creating us anew, if we but yield to his direction.

Romans 12:2 Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.

A master is one who has influence over another. Who is your master? Is it God, His Holy Spirit within you? Or is it the pull of the World that leads you? The flesh of your bones? What do you yield to? What do you give in to?

2 Corinthians 4:7-9 ⁷ But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. ⁸ We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; ⁹ persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.

If we will yield to God and His perfect design, we see as in 2 Corinthians 4:7-9 that within us is the true treasure. The true power. The Holy Spirit that dwells in us, God’s Masterpieces. His jars of clay. And though we may walk through the fire, with Him we are made new, stronger. More beautiful when we come through the other side of that blaze.

Though your jar may be a bit battered, the Holy Spirit within us renews our heart, mind, and soul. Some seasons contain struggle, brokenness and hurt. Life even for God’s children may come with some strife, rejection, disappointment, misunderstanding, and fear. This journey through life is not without challenge.

The Lord knows the enemy comes to steal, kill, and destroy. It’s one thing to have the enemy attack from outside the walls. It’s quite another to have strife within the family, within our circle. This crushes me. I’m a fixer. But I’m learning more and more that there is less and less I can actually fix without the Potter’s guidance and steady hands.

My children each are their own individual, unique jar, being molded by the potter. When life roughs them up a bit, I want to make those jars look like new. But I know regardless of the battered appearance, each of them carries within them the Holy Spirit. The hope of Salvation, faith in God. It’s there. He is there. In them. He is their true treasure. They are being tossed a bit. chipped and scratched. But, I know that HE who is in them is greater than the trials of this season. They may come out of this a little rougher for the wear. But they will hold together and Christ will have the victory. Through HIS power. Surely not mine.

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