The Clay

And a very good morning to you! It is Friday, 18th March, the year 2022. And this is your friend, Angus Buchan with a thought for today.

“Woe to him who strives with his Maker!”

Isaiah 45:9

“But now, O Lord,
 You are our Father;

We are the clay, and You our potter;

And all we are the work of Your hand.”

Isaiah 64:8

And then the last scripture:

"For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them."

Ephesians 2:10

Why do we contend with our Maker? How can the clay criticise the potter, the arrogance of it! It is like an ant trying to argue with an elephant. I remember an old story I heard many years ago, one of my favourite stories actually about a cowboy preacher and circuit rider. He would ride from town to town, preaching the Gospel.

He was a wise old preacher, one day as he was riding along and a big dust storm came up from the west. So he stopped, he hobbled his horse, took off his saddle, put his head down on the saddle, put the saddle blanket over him and waited for the storm to pass. As he lay there he went to sleep and he had a dream. He dreamt that the angel Gabriel was standing before him, holding the Book of Life and the angel asked him, “What is your name?”
And he said, “John Brown.”
And he said, “I am sorry your name is not here.’
John Brown was absolutely angry. He said, “I demand to speak to God.” And the angel said, “Well, I don’t know if I can organise that but I will try my best. Jump on my back.” And the angel flew him to Heaven – it was amazing!

He put him down on a solid floor of gold, shining gold and he lay on his face. As the preacher was going to get up he heard a voice like thunder, like raging rivers, like a hundred rivers. “Who are you and what do you want here?” With that, the petrified preacher just lay shaking on the floor of pure gold. He tried to raise himself up again and he heard the voice again: “I said, who are you? And what do you want here?" Absolutely petrified, he just lay there. He heard some steps coming behind him, wearing sandals, and then the swishing of a robe. And beautiful, big, strong hands picked him up and hugged him and a voice said, “It’s okay Father, he is one of Us. John Brown is my friend.” And that wonderful voice of God said, “Okay, let him in!”

Folks, we can’t argue with God. We need Jesus. Go out and don’t question God because He loves you very much!

Have a wonderful day.
God bless you and goodbye.