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On the days you feel lifeless
Hopeless
Breathless
You are more.
When all you hold is dust
Sand
Ash
There is more.
When your mind whispers lies
And the mirror tells you lies
And the world screams lies
Look for more.
Still, Eternal One, You are our Father.
We are just clay, and You are the potter.
We are the product of Your creative action, shaped and formed into something of worth.
Isaiah 64:8 (The Voice)
Clay is common. It's dirt. It's walked on, buried, and disregarded. It's worthless.
But the moment an artist scoops clay onto the potter's wheel and shapes it into something, that clay is imbued with value. Someone with expertise and creative vision has turned it into a work of art, and the artist's fingerprints are all over it. It has become a beautiful expression of the creator's heart.
It matters.
One day the Eternal God scooped dirt out of the ground,
sculpted it into the shape we call human,
breathed the breath that gives life into the nostrils of the human,
and the human became a living soul."
Genesis 2:7 (The Voice)
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You are not worth anything based on what you are made of. You are worth something based on who made you. The Artist's signature on your soul is living proof. The breath in your lungs--which isn't yours--is proof.
I am dust
You are God
I am breathless
Till You fill my lungs
-Dust, Steffany Gretzinger
I feel dusty sometimes. No matter how hard I try, my earthiness persists. I would rather be a vessel of polished marble or wondrous crystal, but instead I am a jar of clay. Yet I am worth more than a marble vase created by an amateur sculptor, because I was crafted by an expert artisan, and somehow He saw fit to place the treasure of His life within me.
But this beautiful treasure is contained in us--cracked pots made of earth and clay--so that the transcendent character of this power will be clearly seen as coming from God and not from us.
...So we have no reason to despair. Despite the fact that our outer humanity is falling apart and decaying, our inner humanity is breathing in new life every day.
2 Corinthians 4:7 & 16 (The Voice)
Breathe life today, friend. Walk through the dust and keep your chin up, because you are made worthy. You are an exclusive art exhibit on display in this world, authenticated by the Artist's unmistakeable touch.
