The Pressure of Your Thumbs

Sometimes....some days....

I get tired of spinning on this wheel

Day in, day out...spinning on this wheel

I'm tired of it...my body hurts....it aches

From the thumbs of the Potter against it


Lord....THE PRESSURE OF YOUR THUMBS

Is overwhelming....all encompassing

All consuming and so constant....so constant

Don't You ever tire of spinning me Lord?

Don't You ever tire of molding and shaping me?

Don't Your thumbs ever get weary?


How long Lord? How long will You continue

The spinning?

How much longer until I am refined and conformed

Into the image You desire?


THE PRESSURE OF YOUR THUMBS is immense Lord.....

But.....

I am willing my Savior

I am willing....mold me Lord.....I am Your clay

I am Yours.