The word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: ‘Come, go down to the potter’s house, and there I will let you hear my words.’ So I went down to the potter’s house, and there he was working at his wheel. The vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the potter’s hand, and he reworked it into another vessel, as seemed good to him.
Then the word of the Lord came to me: Can I not do with you, O house of Israel, just as this potter has done? says the Lord. Just like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.
New Revised Standard Version, copyright 1989, by the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. USCCB approved.
Lately, I have felt somewhat uninspired and out of a normal spiritual routine. I struggled to decide what to share in this reflection. I’m sure this feeling of inadequacy can be relatable to most on some level. The beauty of these moments thus comes when we empty ourselves of our feelings of inadequacy and allow Christ to act in incredible ways.
God has a funny way of shaping us for the unpredictable experiences we find ourselves in, especially in the times we feel most out of touch with his grace and presence. As a potter speaks beauty and life into their lump of clay, God too moves in our lives – to make meaning and give form to the mess. God works beyond our anxieties and stresses of the future. Let us pray that we empty ourselves to make way for the Holy spirit and God’s formative hand, knowing that although we may not be adequate, God’s design always is.
What anxieties can we trade today for the strength and confidence of the potter’s hands?
—Rose-Carmel Goddard is a student at the University of Michigan and is an active member of St. Mary Student Parish in Ann Arbor, MI.
I’ve come to think that the only, the supreme, prayer
we can offer up, during these hours
when the road before us is shrouded in darkness,
is that of our master on the cross:
“In manus tuas commendo spiritum meum.”
(Into your hands I commend my spirit.)
To the hands that broke and gave life to the bread,
that blessed and caressed, that were pierced; . . .
to the kindly and mighty hands that reach down
to the very marrow of the soul that mould and create
to the hands through which so great a love is transmitted
it is to these that it is good to surrender our soul,
and above all when we suffer or are afraid.
and in so doing there is a great happiness and a great merit.
—Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, SJPlease share the Good Word with your friends!