One Cracked Pot

I come to The Potter, a broken pot
There are cracks everywhere I look
I’m in need of His humbling help today
I’m empty and need to be filled

See, He’s placed in me healing water
It’s water to give to the weak
But the strain of their problems crack me
And my water begins to leak

Time after time I return to Him
The Fixer of all hard things
He takes me into His loving hands
And slowly begins to breathe

Amazing enough, it never fails
My cracks begin to seal
And once again He entrusts to me
Water that’s meant to heal

I’ll never be an uncracked pot
That’s just the weight of this world
But I’ll keep giving His water to the very last drop
Because my Master always refills

If you’re a weary, tired, dry pot
And the enemy says, “Just quit!”
Remember that we’re all broken pots
Just trying to do God’s will

We sometimes fail and feel distraught
But there’s forgiveness each new day
And thank the Lord it’s not OUR works
It’s the unnatural gift of HIS grace!

Take your broken self to the Lord
And let Him fill you up
He’ll breathe in you and seal you up
He always has and He always will.

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