TITLE: Until the Potter's Wheel
By Victoria Weathers
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Itís not about the car you drive
They are just metal and some glass
It does not make you this or that
Or give you any class.
A single forgotten moment
Or just some person you exclude
Will make that ride of no effect
And change how you are viewed.
Itís not the name on the label
Or the perfection of your hair
It is what you choose to cover
And what you choose to bare.
That tells all the world around you
Specially those youíve never met
If you think your only feature
Is your curvaceous silhouette.
Itís not the place that you call home
Whether it be old or brand new.
Whether it use to be on wheels
Or painting overdue.
Maybe it has a swimming pool
Or is close to a lake and pier.
Maybe it has a leaky porch
Patched each and every year.
If you are blessed with more or less
None of this defines who YOU areÖ
It's up to you to make the choice
Be more than just your car.
To be more than just what you drive
Be more than just the clothes you wear
You're more than just the place you live
Seeing that is my prayer.
It's about your relationship
With God the Father and His Son
It's about the Holy Spirit
And all the work He's done.
It is about your life of peace
And about just how you will live.
It's about letting Jesus shine
And all the love you give.
It's about respecting yourself
And helping others all around
It's about enduring hardships
Letting God's grace abound.
God gave His one and only Son
The most precious and most adored
And if, for you, He bled and died
To be Savior and Lord
Canít we commit to live a life
That allows His grace to shine through?
Canít we look past the rough outside
To see what God sees too.
And can we commit not to judge
Allowing grace inside to grow
Devoting ourselves to much prayer
His will we seek to know?
If we will only see ourselves
In the lives of those we so judge
We will live a merciful life
Unless our pride wonít budge.
There will always be those with more
With fine clothes, a big home or car
There will always be those with less
Doesnít change the way things are.
Your true image is determined
By the Father, not what you feel.
We're all merely a lump clay
Until the Potter's wheel.
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