I Give My Life To The Potter's Hands

I awoke with a song in my heart this morning that we have been learning in church. I don't even know it completely yet but this is what I heard..."Take me...mold me...use me...fill me...I give my life to the Potter's hands." It is a beautiful song and I can here Jane singing her beautiful alto part from the piano and it just warms my heart :)
It isn't always easy to be clay in the Potter's hands but I have to remember the beautiful person that will be when He is finished if I will just yield to the process.
The last few weeks have been tough..as in my last post I talked about how my father had been admitted to the hospital the day after Christmas. Well, he passed away January 5th at 4:45 am as his heart slowed and finally just stopped. My husband and I, along with my sisters(and Mark), flew to Florida to try and take care of things there and Steve and I drove daddy's car back. It was a whirlwind and I feel as though I'm still whirling! I miss him so and I'm thankful I had the opportunity to talk to him and tell him I loved him but somehow it just doesn't seem to be enough. Realizing it is just part of the process, this is where the yielding comes in and where it is hard and uncomfortable being pinched, smooshed and flattened it seems! I have to trust in the Lord. I also hear a few old sayings such as, "This too shall pass" and "It is the process of being processed" and my favorite "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger."
Saturday we'll be having a memorial service and I need to prepare for that. We didn't get to do that for momma and I think it is important that we do it now. I'm sure you'll be hearing from me after that. Thanks for listening to me rant and I hope it made sense.
~Blessings!