A Cure for Depressed Clay

Last week I was struggling. I was depressed because I was uncomfortable and not getting what the flesh part of me wanted. During that time I wrote the following:

My depression stems from a me attitude. I want, I’d like, me, me, me, me. It took this verse (taken from the Message) to remind me who I am.

Romans 9:20-33 Who in the world do you think you are to second-guess God? Do you for one moment suppose any of us knows enough to call God into question? Clay doesn’t talk back to the fingers that mold it, saying, “Why did you shape me like this?” Isn’t it obvious that a potter has a perfect right to shape one lump of clay into a vase for holding flowers and another into a pot for cooking beans? If God needs one style of pottery especially designed to show his angry displeasure and another style carefully crafted to show his glorious goodness, isn’t that all right?

Oh yeah. I had forgotten. I am not in charge.

If He wants me to be in the background then who am I to complain? If He wants me to lift others up and encourage them instead of being the one others lift up, who am I to argue? If He wants me to quietly sit in the background and make things work instead of be in the foreground with kudos for my writing, who am I to wonder? He is above all and He knows my heart. He knows my desire. He knows his plan and what I need to become what He wants me to be.

I had forgotten I was clay. I am not a potter.

Forgive me, Lord, for trying to mold myself and for trying to tell You what I should become.

Make me, mold me, use me, fill me, I place myself into the Potter’s hands.

How malleable are you this week?

7 thoughts on “A Cure for Depressed Clay

  1. Wendell

    “My depression stems from a me attitude.”
    Thank you for the reminder that I am the clay and not the potter.

  2. LynnLynn

    Oh Heather,

    This is awesome. I love the scripture. Perfect and a humble reminder as I begin to lead Bible study again today. Thank you.. Thank you.. Thank you… 🙂

  3. Amy

    I think that’s the key issue here, we aren’t in charge – God is. I’ve been guilty of that too – thanks for sharing 🙂

  4. Connie Barris

    Going through the same thing… I am reading Abba’s Child by Brennan Manning… Great read about the “me” the flesh…etc…
    But God wants us to see us as the beloved…you’ll love it…
    thanks for sharing your words.. and being transparent…

    Connie

    new to the blog world, hope you don’t mind if I dropped in…great site.

  5. Ruth

    oh wow, i can identify. it’s sooo easy to slip into that comparison/ ungrateful mode, heh? i was thinking about that and remembering times in my life where i have experienced great freedom and joy – it was usually at times when i owned very little. not that wealth or lack of it means anything but it is a condition of the heart. shalom to you!

  6. eph2810

    This week I broke out in tears – I didn’t know how to pray – so I just cried out to God – He knows my heart…

    Thank you for the reminder that I am the clay and I am ready for Him to mold me…