CLAY

3 August 2009 | Filed in: inspiration

“Clay” by Tricia RichardsOiled Hands

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Will I let you break me open
Change my plans & turn me around?
Will I let you mould and shape me?
Sift my heart so I am found
Only to be full of Jesus,
Living every day for Him
Not dependent on the moment
Tossed around by every whim.
Will I go the extra mile
Even when it’s not my turn?
Without demanding, rights & praises
Feeling this is what I’ve earned.

…

Will I step aside for other
Moving in to take a place,
That I thought was mine forever
Mine to shape, my special space?
Can I change a lifetime’s habits
Paths I’ve trod for years and years?
Believing I was God’s annointed
Pushing through the pain and tears.
Now I see, I am the clay,
And you the craftsman moulding dreams.
Hold me in, so you can fashion,
Higher callings, heavens themes
Give me grace and grant me vision
Far outside this earthbound life
That I can be, a vessel, holy
Worthy of your sacrifice.
…

This poem was written by Tricia Richards.  She and her husband Noel  travel the world sharing his songs and Tricia’s poetry.  We were honored this past week to have met them and have shared in their wonderful ministry.  You can find more out about them at www.noelrichards.com.

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