Your Way Lord, Not Mine


Your Way Lord, Not Mine

“Does not the potter have the right to make out of the same lump of clay some pottery for noble purposes and some for common use?”
Romans 9:21


I don’t live my life on a whim,
Though lately I’m blown and tossed by wind.
Surrounded by walls of gray,
My purpose descend I pray.

Existing in continual strife,
Handing the enemy my sharpest knife.
Seeking favor through my labor,
From mere man, and not my Savior.

My Potter the Creator, instills the certain gifts,
Is mine that I adore Him even as I drift?

No idea my calling as I wander to and fro,
Waiting always watching with longing  in my soul,
To see what I am here for,
Oh Deity please show!

Perhaps what I aspire to, I am not equipped,
I lost my way to grandeur and
From Your path I’ve slipped.

I know not what to ask for,
Oh God please hear my plea,
Set my sight on Your way, that You’ve laid out
for me.

Patti D. Hemphill
March 2015


About pdhemphill

I'm married to a wonderful man, we share two grown sons and two grandchildren. I love to write, crochet, bird watch, rv, hike and bike and I dabble with piano. Above all of this I love spending my mornings with God and being in His word. My goal is to share some life experiences and perhaps reach someone going through similar things and offer hope.

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