Jeremiah 18.4,6 And the vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the potter’s hand, and he reworked it into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to do. Can I not do with you as this potter has done? says the Lord. Behold, like the clay in the potter hand, so are you in My hand.
When a piece of steel has been subjected to such stress that it has lost its power to recover its elasticity, it is said to be distorted. But it can be made right again. It is put in the furnace, and so it recovers what it had lost.
Perhaps we have given way under the great stress of temptation and becoming “distorted.” Perhaps we have lost hope of ever recovering. “I am like this now; I shall be like this.”
Are we willing to be put into any furnace of God’s choosing if only we may be made fit for His use? We cannot choose our furnace. Sometimes it is the furnace of affliction of Isaiah 48.10.
But always there is hope. Can I not do with you as this potter? asks the Lord. We are in His hand, and no one can snatch us from His grasp. Our dear Lord says, My Father, who has given them to Me, is greater than all, and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand (John 10.29).