He’s not finished with me yet.

“There is hope, for me yet. Because God won’t forget. All the plans He’s made for me, I just have to wait & see. He’s not finished with me yet.”-Brandon Heath ‘Wait & See’

I have recently turned 22. *Applause!* It’s weird. I remember when I was 16 and 22 just seemed like light years away. When I look back at my life when I was 16, I was a completely different person. I felt so fake back then. My relationship with the Lord wasn’t real. Yeah, my classmates called me a “Bible Thumper” but in all actuality I never opened my Bible unless I was in church. My Bible literally had dust on it. But here I am, 22 years old. My Bible is filled with notes, different colored highlighter marks, and maybe some stains. It’s moved from my backpack, purse, desk, etc. My daily life is never the same. I can’t imagine having the same life I did when I was 16. I know when I’m 28 I’m going to be telling myself that I could not imagine having the same life I did at 22.

I’ve learned to accept change. Having a relationship with the Lord consists of change! I’m either gaining or losing habits. I might be losing loads of friends & then just gaining 2 new friends. But as I step back and reflect, I realize how God is molding me. Isaiah 64:8 says it beautifully-“Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of Your hand.” I love being the work of His hand. I love the fact that Christ is so present in my life. I constantly want to be molded into the vessel that God wants me to be.

Just think about it. A potter starts with a wet lump of clay. He envisions what he wants then he throws the lump of clay on his pottery wheel. With wet hands, he works the clay out & is constantly working the clay by adding pressure from his hands. He finds the center and works his thumb through the clay to make the hole of the pot. He keeps working it. It widens the hole & thins out the sides. The vessel is shaped and smoothed out.

Think about your life spiritual life. We start out as a lump of clay & God starts molding us into a vessel. Jeremiah 18:6 says, “…Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand...” God is constantly molding, stretching, & working out our lives. But at the end, we are this beautiful vessel. A vessel used to glorify His name. A vessel to be used for His Kingdom. A vessel to pour out into others & to share the love of Christ.

God is still molding me. Everyday something is being changed. He’s not done with me. & I love the fact that He isn’t. I want to be so much more different than I am now. I want to be used in different ways. Ways that I would never imagine.

“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.”-Psalms 139:14-16