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In the book of Jeremiah you can find the following, “I went down one day to the potter’s house and watched the potter mold a piece of clay. Something in the clay resisted the potter’s will and spoiled his dream for it. I saw the clay crumble in his hands and fall in broken pieces on the floor. But the potter did not throw it away as I supposed he would. Instead, he stooped down, picked up the broken pieces and made it over. The vessel was marred in the hands of the potter, and he made it again.”
This is Christ and man.
We are broken. We do the
breaking. He sets out to mould man but
then something in man resists and a man crumbles before temptation and he picks
up the pieces and picks up the pieces and picks up the pieces and loves us and
forgives us.
Which brings
me back to the title of this sermon. Spiritually molded or spiritually moldy.
Instead of
uniting as one beneath his heavenly Father, the spiritually moldy gives a
little of himself to selfishness, a little more to some secret lust, a little
more in a spurt of dishonesty. And it looks hopeless. Any other potter but the Lord would give up,
but it’s never too late. Always God is willing
when eventually a man or woman is willing. He reaches down to pick up the broken pieces
and makes them whole again. And thus becomes spiritually molded.
There used to
be an old bum who occasionally frequented a mission in the city of Chicago. And
then one day he changed. Molded and
remade by the Master Potter of Eternity, he changed.
And from that time on he would say, “When I was converted I lost
60% of my vocabulary.” And oh what kind
of vocabulary and attitude replaced the lost.
Life is what
we are alive to. For some, life is only
shifty deals and a fast buck. It is all
they are alive to.
For some, life is only backyard gossip, petty fights, and
boredom in the suburbs. It is all they
are alive to. For some life is an
ongoing ego trip.
For some, life is accepting the challenge
of betterment and working at making their selves just that. Not perfect but certainly better than they
were yesterday.
Which begs
the question, what is your life alive to?
In the private recesses of your mind and soul, what turns you on or
turns you off?
It is one of my favorite quotes and I
wish I knew who wrote it.
“Within my earthly temple there’s a
crowd,
There’s one of us that’s humble, one
that’s proud.
There’s one that’s broken-hearted for his
sins,
There’s one who unrepentant sits and
grins;
There’s one who loves his neighbor as he
loves
himself,
There’s one who cares for naught but fame
and self.
From such corroding care I should be
free,
If once I could determine which is me.
What was our scripture for this morning? “It shall even be as when a hungry man
dreameth and behold he eateth but he awaketh and his soul is empty.” (Isaiah
23:8)
