Vessels Must Be Filled

Every human is a sacred vessel,
For every human life is sacred.
But what happens when a special vessel wrestles,
With Him by whom it was created?

The Master Potter made us for a purpose,
And His intentions in all things are good.
We were made to love Him and live in service,
That through us, more of God, might be understood.

Images of the Creator, we’re meant to be;
Vessels who contain His life and light.
But none among us is a faithful trustee,
Who, before our God, have walked upright.

What then shall the Potter do,
With vessels who rebel against their Maker?
He will not allow them to continue,
To buck the will of their good Shaper.

For vessels must be filled,
But what are we taking in?
We must drink Christ’s blood that was spilled,
Or be shattered for our sin.

For the sin we all consume and breathe,
Is the reason for our decay.
Shattered vessels we are and we’ll grieve,
When our sin consumes us one day.

Praise be to Christ the Uncreated;
Our Master Potter, took on flesh.
He came to, in our place, be hated,
Shattered, broken down and threshed.

To fill our thirsting cup,
Jesus was pierced and His blood splattered.
But three days later He rose up;
By death itself, He did not stay shattered.

Now when we come to Him and trust,
We are raised up to life and cleansed.
No longer filled with ash and dust;
To others, through us, new life He does extend.

Vessels, by themselves, cannot quench thirst;
We must be filled with Living Water.
This, to us, Christ has dispersed,
That more might know Him, the Master Potter.

So let us come unto the Fountain,
And drink from Life’s Spring without payment.
Then turn and point others up the mountain,
That they too may be clothed in righteous raiment.