Friday, July 13, 2007

Give Me The Clay

Just like Ray Kinsella in Field of Dreams, I sometimes hear voices, too. I know what you are thinking, she's gone off the map ~ the brain tail has totally taken control! I beg to differ ~ I am at a point in my life where brain surgeries are looming in the future, so hearing voices does not sound to weird to me. Life is full of unexpected moments and I am trying to drink them all in and process them as they come.

Anyway ~ I was saying ~ I hear voices. I see dead people, too ~ but that is a whole other story! Yesterday, I went outside around lunch time to grab a breath of fresh air. It was a perfect summer day, the sun was brilliantly shining, there was a slight cool breeze ~ I was savoring the moment. Then out of nowhere, I hear a voice that says,

"Lacie, give me the clay."

I stop, look around to see who was talking to me. There is no one within hearing distance. OK ~ so God ~ say it again...

"Lacie, give me the clay!"

The second time, the voice spoke louder and with authority.

In my mind I thought, what the heck does that mean???? SERIOUSLY ~ if you are going to talk to me, tell me something I can understand. Then I laugh out loud, I get it, this is some type of parable, something symbolic. Then I stopped, right there on the sidewalk and spoke to the voice, "Ok ~ here, take the clay, you can have it ~ I don't know what to do with it anyway. I am really terrible at sculpting! I can only roll the clay into a ball or make a long snake ~ just not talented at all in that department!" Instantly, I felt like a burden had been lifted from my shoulders. I have no idea what all of that was about, but I gave it over to God, anyway.

I am guessing that more will be revealed in time...

6 comments:

Deborah said...

"deep end"???? hahaha.

you definately have premonitions (?sp) that other don't so it is possible that this is just a small part of a bigger message. keep listening!

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E said...

"Lacie. Give Erica the money." "No. All of it." "Yes, give Erica the money." "Of course you don't understand it now. You aren't supposed to. Just give her the number. Her bank account # is ....."

What?

sandy said...

"You are the potter...I AM the clay." It works...

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful update!! It's hard at times to just put things in God's hands, but I guess that may have been what he meant, "Give me the clay".

Sherri
www.caringbridge.org/oh/kara

Anonymous said...

It is like God saying just give all of yourself to Him, let Him work you out... wow
I hear voices too-- haha, no, really I do.
Especially when I quiet my mind and just am very still. I just let come in what is supposed to.
You're amazing and I love your blogs,
Peace,
Jenni- (Zaadz)