Spiritual Balance and Life’s Struggles
I have reflected on how or what is the best way to have Jesus Christ as a part of my life on a sustained basis…meaning how do I keep the focus that would cause me to show Him gratitude for what he has done for me?
A poem I committed to memory many years ago, when our children were still young, has more relevance for me today than it ever had for different reasons.
The deeper meaning comes when the last verse is considered in ‘first person’ as though Christ, our Redeemer, does the molding. I would change the last line to maintain that context as shown at the end;
The Molder’s Hand (author unknown)
I took a piece of plastic clay
And idly fashioned it one day,
And as my fingers pressed it still
It moved and yielded to my will.
I came again when days were past
The bit of clay was hard at last,
It still that early impress bore
And I could fashion it no more.
I took a piece of living clay
And gently formed it day by day,
And molded with my power and art
A young child’s soft and yielding heart
I came again when years were gone
It was a man I looked upon
He still that early impress bore
And I could fashion him no more.
Now change the last line of this last verse to read as though Jesus Christ speaks…
Yet I could fashion him more and more and more…
In context of him as our Savior and Redeemer, he is the Father of our salvation having paid that price with his blood, anguish, and tears in Gethsemane and Golgotha. Thus, in a spiritual sense, we are his children. We are also his children because, compared to him, we really are in an infant like state and have much ‘road to travel’…For those who sincerely invite him into their lives and follow his example, he has said: “I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you. Yet a little while, and the world seeth me no more: but ye see me: because I live ye shall live also.” John 4: 18-19. kdm
