Capsule for the Day
He took a lump of clay, formed you and beheld your worth and beauty. In His eyes, there are no imperfections. There is simply beauty and uniqueness. Where we see imperfection, He sees a process of becoming. He is always on the job, He isn't done with you yet. He breaks. He moulds.
But trust and patience aren't your thing nor mine. We tend to want it all perfect in our own terms and in our own ways. We miss the point here. We feel He is done with us, when He might have just begun. We take our becoming upon ourselves and we make a mess of the clay, our lives.
If only we can trust, just wait a few seconds more... let Him do His thing and let's bend as the Potter breaks and moulds us... He is the image He is moulding... He is the Potter not you and definitely not me. We are the clay. We can't be the clay and the Potter at the same time. Let's be clay.
Fr. Francis Afu