Taken For A Spin

Unnoticed and very boring. A cold

block of common clay

No vibrance or vigor. A light shade of gray.

Put on the wheel by a great potter

Very gifted with his hands

Strategically moving his fingers, every delicate tip following his commands

As the clay began to form

it developed a mind too

Its personality took shape as

its curves developed & grew

Confidence began to rise as

The potter was almost done,

The clay decided to be independent stepping off the wheel to have some fun

At first, the potter was angry and then concerned for his beloved clay

He tenderly put it back on

the wheel to fix the mess it made

The clay, very heartbroken & hurt made a powerful confession,

‘Getting off the wheel before the appointed time, was a hard but valuable lesson.’

'I’ve lost some shape and wasted time because I could not see

The finished product God had in mind while He molded me.

I almost robbed myself of vibrance because I gave up before the fire

Before the glory, holiness, and majesty; every vessel of honor’s desire

Now I’m a finished product

an elegant crimson vase.

Washed in the Blood of Jesus Christ,

Indestructible under His grace.′

Jamila Jones

The Serving Artist