Raw Material

Sometimes we are like rubber. Sometimes we are like glue. Sometimes we are like sponges. And sometimes we are like a cement wall.

We shrug things off, even sometimes the potential of a situation. We absorb the shock but it doesn't ever really sink in. Thus the rubber.

Other times we let things stick to us almost to the point of dwelling on them. It is in these times that we don't let things go, they become a part of us. Thus the glue.

There are those times where what we take from situations seep in filling us up until we can't hold anymore. Then we need someone to squeeze us out again. Thus the sponge

Some unique times are like when we don't let anything effect us, we are guarded from all sides. Anything that hits us will be damaged and anything that bounces off of us will get no reaction. Thus the cement wall.

From the rubber we learn temporary understanding, from the glue we learn to dwell, from the sponge we learn to hold it all in, and from the cement wall we learn how to defend.

But what if we were exposed, what if we were vulnerable. God has to laugh at our "knowledge" of things, he has to laugh at us while patting us on the head and saying "good thoughts, but you have no idea". We think that in some form of fashion that each of these "materials" can help us to understand, meditate, comprehend, and defend.

God doesn't want rubber glue that soaks up things and then dries and hardens into the cement. We are malleable, we are clay. We are His material, molded everyday, in ways we don't even know, or understand. Vulnerable, exposed, raw material. Your defenses won't change that.

We are the Potter's clay he bought us at a price, and He didn't have too.

All to God