In the Potter’s Hand (Song)

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“But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.” – Isaiah 64:8

After the doctors removed the tumor on my ovary and I awoke from surgery, I was told that I had ovarian cancer. Weak and frail, everything that I had been busy about in life had abruptly stopped and now it seemed as if I was in a battle of survival. I was told that for the next months that I would have chemotherapy treatment. In despair, I remember saying to my husband, ”Mike, I can’t do this. I just can’t go through all of this!”

Looking with kind and caring eyes, he gave me a big hug and replied with a sigh of relief, “I’m so glad you realize that you are not able to do it. Now God can work. Now that you realize that you can’t, you’ll see God can!”

He continued to share, “When we as an individual can’t change a situation, circumstance or a physical condition, what should we do?”

Speechless, I awaited his answer. He simply said, “Let God change you.”

On the way to the hospital for my first treatment, I asked Mike once again, “Why do you think God would want me bald?”

Holding my hand and with all confidence, he answered, “That’s easy, Sweetie, it’s so you can share Jesus with those other bald-headed women.”

I can’t begin to explain the peace that flooded my soul with those very words – sharing Jesus. The thought that God could use me in such a weakened state, and in such a sickly condition encouraged me.

While taking chemo, I would read God’s Word and oh! How His precious promises calmed my anxieties and strengthened me. In all my pains, frailties, and fears, I learned through this trial, in a much deeper way, that I can rest, trusting in my heavenly Father knowing that He is the Potter, and we are the clay.

I later wrote the words and music to the song, “In the Potter’s Hand.”