The Lord Is My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Thursday in the Seventeenth Week of Ordinary Time, 28 July 2022 Jeremiah 18:1-6 ><))))*> + ><))))*> + ><))))*> Matthew 13:47-53
Bless me today, loving God our Father; help me to be still, to be silent, and be like a clay in your hands. Do whatever you want with me for I have offered you myself long ago though like your prophet Jeremiah, there were times I have whined and complained, or worst even indulged in self-pity when I felt you have left me or forgotten me when things get rough and tough with me.
Thank you, loving Father for what and who I am today - these are all because you have molded me like a clay in the potter's hand: so many times I have to be mashed over and over again, remodeled, redesigned, reconstructed until your desired image appears; truly, all we can do is to propose but ultimately, it is you, O God, who disposes.
Then the word of the Lord came to me: “Can I not do to you, house of Israel, as this potter has done?” says the Lord. “Indeed, like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand, house of Israel.”Jeremiah 18:5-6
When I look back to those difficult and even painful days of molding, everything was pure grace from you and your loving hands: nothing was wasted because I have become a better person, I have learned to blend what is new and what is old.
And he replied, “Then every scribe who has been instructed in the Kingdom of heaven is like the head of a household who brings from his storeroom both the new and the old.”Matthew 13:52
In the name of Jesus your Son, keep me strong, fill me with courage to forge on with life's many trials as you mold me into your beautiful masterpiece, an "earthen vessel" of your glory and mystery. Amen.