I'm in the process.
Of a lot of things.
Family.
Salvation.
Work.
Ministry.
Photography.
Sometimes I don't quite make the cut.
Some of my efforts wind up as scrap pieces of me,
laying on the floor.
Abandoned.
Useless.
One of the things I'm involved with (at my day job) is building a plastic extrusion machine, which takes millions of tiny pieces of plastic and forms them into a usable product. This process involves tons of pressure, almost unbearable heat, some stretching, cooling, cutting, etc. The master computer monitors each step of the process, and adjusts as necessary to make the finished product perfect. The process itself guarantees that there will be some portion of the product that becomes scrap, but the design allows for that scrap to be re-introduced to the process.
How many times has God started over with me?
How much of my (s)crap has God been willing to work over again?
Jeremiah 18:1-4 NLT is speaking to me today:
"The Lord gave another message to Jeremiah. He said, "Go down to the potter's shop, and I will speak to you there." So I did as He told me and found a potter working at his wheel. But the jar he was making did not turn out as he had hoped, so he crushed it into a lump of clay again and started over."
(emphasis mine)
God, thank you for never giving up on me.
Thank you for wanting to mold me into a useful product.
Please keep monitoring the process to ensure that I turn out right.
Even when I give you (s)crap.
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