As I listened to a conversation spoken too loudly in a coffee shop, I felt pangs of sadness at what I heard. The women speaking could not seem to find one shred of good in their lives, one area to buoy hope, or one possibility to stir them to take a risk or action to move them forward. Whatever had happened in each of their lives to this point resulted in a sense of resignation that anything could positively change or be different for them.
For these two, the hurts and disappointments of their lives, the daily headlines, their economic status, and a much longer list of experiences had so impacted them that the shape of their thoughts, feelings, and very character was altered.
I understand the temptation. I get the realities we face and the hardships we can be called to endure. The results of broken hearts and disheartened spirits appear everywhere. The consequences of choices made by us or for us chase us through the night when we should be sleeping. Faith gets tested at every turn and it is far easier than we admit to be like the children of Israel who gave up on Moses when his time on the mountain seemed to take too long.
Do we give up, give in, or stand in the middle of all that swirls around us?
It is not such an easy choice many times. On a Sunday morning in worship with a hearty “amen” to the message, our confidence grows; but too often it fades in the challenges of any given week. Perhaps we forget because we come into the service empty or half-full and leave filled up again only to get empty again as life keeps happening around us and swirling within us.
I don’t need to feel shame that the challenges of life weigh me down. Our original design to live in Eden didn’t work out as planned. We have been trying to overcome the challenges of the fall ever since then with a need for a heavy reliance on mercy and grace.
After all, clay pots can be easily cracked or broken. Life is hard and messy. Clay pots can be fragile. We see that in the lives of our modern heroes and we see it in the pages of the Lord’s story from Genesis to Revelation. We also see that often the Lord chooses some of the least likely clay pots for His purposes.
Once more it is an issue of our character that determines what we will do when life is messy and broken. The problem we forget is that our character is forged in the midst of the challenges, the failures, the choices (ours and those of others), the stumbles, and weaknesses.
If our character is good, it is not in spite of these things that have occurred but because of them. Clay pots go into the heat of the kiln where a metamorphosis takes place.
It’s there in the heat that clay pots go from being a soft, totally fragile substance to one that is hardened, impervious to water, wind, and time in order to be useful, to endure, and to accomplish their purposes. The clay pots look and feel dry when they are placed in the kiln, but there is still water trapped within the spaces of the clay particles that make up the pot.
Check back on Wednesday to read about Part 2 of Clay Pots.
11 thoughts on “Character and Clay Pots”
It’s always so refreshing to read your words. It’s true that these days people seem to hold on more to the negative aspects of life than to the positive ones. We should probably challenge ourselves to find all the ways in which we have been blessed.
Thank you for sharing at The Really Crafty Link Party, and have a wonderful weekend.
You’re always an encouragement, Teresa! Thank you!!! Blessings on your new week!!
Pam, What hope those of us who know Jesus have. Our Lord uses our trials so we will be “perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” Thanks for the analogy. We need to be reminded when we’re tired of the kiln! Looking forward to part 2.
So true that while challenges and trials are not easy and we may not willingly choose to enter “the furnace” it is often those times that shape us and strengthen us if we allow God to work through them. Visiting from #TellHisStory
So good. I’m the living embodiment of this post. A few years ago I would’ve been right there with those women at the coffee shop, feeling hopeless and battered by circumstances. But something in me told me to hold on and keep waiting, keep trusting and keep believing. The years have been long but the changes I’ve longed for are finally starting to happen, and more importantly, God has grown and shaped me, my faith and my marriage so much in these waiting years.
Great post! I’m your neighbor this week at Godsized Dreams. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks so much for your encouragement comments, Jean Marie. Your testimony is a joy to hear! Blessings on your day!
I love this: “I don’t need to feel shame that the challenges of life weigh me down.” What a wonderful reminder that He uses all these things to shape us and strengthen us for his purposes. Thank you!
I love your writing, it has a quiet, slow pace and it is peaceful to read! Thank you for getting me thinking today. I found you through Moments of Hope!
Thanks so much, Kathy, for your encouragement! I like to take time to tell the story. Blessings on your day! I hope you stop by again.
This is a heart-encouraging reminder that the time “in the oven” is for a purpose — and our friend Elisabeth Elliot (speaking of precious metals, but same concept) asked, “Do you suppose that there is a refining fire that is not hot?”
Looking forward to part two!
Thanks! Love your reminder of Elisabeth Elliot’s words! Grateful for you!!