…He is mindful that we are but dust (Psalm 103:14 NASB). But it sure doesn’t feel like it sometimes.
God directs my steps and designs my days, and He allows calamity. And I know He uses all things to form me and make me into His image more and more.
He uses the good things and the bad things. And usually, I see leaps of growth in me through the bad things, or hard things.
And I want growth and maturity. So that’s a good thing He brings about through circumstance. But those same circumstances feel like they’re crushing me.
Or maybe they’ve already crushed me. And I am dust. And there’s nothing left. Even a small thing can blow me away.
Remember that I am dust, Lord. You formed me from it. And to it I will return. (Ecc. 3:20)
I am but dust. In need of the potter. The potter who gives living water. (Jeremiah 18:6, John 4:10)
Living water and dust formed into clay. Clay molded, massaged, and formed into a vessel.
A vessel of the potter’s making. A vessel of the potter’s choosing. A vessel of the potter’s design. A vessel for the potter.
But right now, I am dust. Ready to be blown away. Ready to soak in living water.
I need living water. Pour out Your living water and come quickly, Lord Jesus.
Mold me, form me, hold me together.
