"This is the word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: 'Go down to the potter's house and there I will give you my message. So I went down to the potter's house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him.
Then the word of the Lord came to me:...
'Can I not do with you as this potter does?' declares the Lord.
How often we hear only the good visible "blessings" of being in God's will! The riches, the peace, the rewards, and all the joy. Everything is happiness! We evaluate the physical, the appearances, the circumstances. We consider only the external. Everything working out perfectly in and for our personal lives.
Yet, continually God's Word paints an internal transformation which often involves pain and suffering, tears and brokenness, and definite marring. The same question comes from our precious Father,
"Can I not do with you as this Potter does?"
|Faithful servants celebrate|
But our own expectations remain jarred with these words: "the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in His hands".
How can that be?
Why would a loving God allow such a thing?
Or we hear...
This can't be of God...
You must be out of God's will... or worse...
He isn't a very faithful God.
"marred in his hands..."
|Jean Barsness' story|
Surrendered to the Lord while very young, she felt his call to "Go" to a foreign country to proclaim the gospel. She obeyed. She prepared and was sent.
In the center of God's will, obedient to his call...all going as expected with language studies and cross-cultural changes. She was in His hands.
Then, she was marred.
Shocking news that her beloved husband had been murdered. Stabbed 11 times and left in a gutter along the canal.
Cracked, broken, wounded, hurting, not understanding...she was marred.
Through the years that followed, she experienced His shaping her into another pot.
Now...40 years later, she stands before a crowd who admire such a beautiful pot, a strong pot, and a very used pot.
A pot that has carried many other lumps of clay to the precious hands of her Potter.
Her Potter was faithful.
He continued to keep her 'in His hands", forming her into another pot, shaping her as seemed best to Him.
And our 2015 Home Coming Celebration ended with her beautiful words...
"all for HIS GLORY".