“Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!
Thou art the potter; I am the clay. Mold me and make me
after thy will,
while I am waiting, yielded and still.”
These famous words were penned by Adelaide Pollard in 1902. Pollard had wanted to be a missionary to Africa but couldn’t raise the funds for the trip. She was heartbroken and distressed. It is said that Pollard attended a prayer meeting and overheard an elderly woman praying:
“Lord, it doesn’t matter what you bring into our lives—just have your way with us.” Pollard was so moved by this prayer that she wrote the text to the hymn Have Thine Own Way, Lord.
Pollard was also drawing on the image of the potter and the clay from Isaiah 64:8; “Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.” As we continue our daily living, let us be reminded that it is our Master Potter who takes the broken pieces of our lives, the cracked vessels, and the misshapen pots and molds us after His will. May our prayer be:
Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way! Hold o’er my being absolute sway. Fill with thy Spirit till all shall see Christ only, always, living in me.
See you Sunday,