Adelaide Pollard was planning to go to Africa as a missionary, but at the last minute she was prevented from going because she hadn't received enough financial support. During a prayer meeting, a dark mood enveloped her. Then the prayer of an elderly woman pierced her darkness: "It's all right, Lord! It doesn't matter what You bring into our lives. Just have Your own way with us!" In that moment Adelaide Pollard surrendered to God's way and found peace.

Later that evening she examined the story of the potter in Jeremiah 18:4. She thought about the vessel that was marred in the potter's hand, and noted that he made it into another vessel, as it seemed good to him. She recognized her need to submit herself to God's will and allow Him to remold her life according to His own design.

A poem began taking shape in her yielded mind: "Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me after Thy will, while I am waiting, yielded and still." Eventually, in God's time, He allowed Pollard to minister in Africa, England, and across the United States.

God uses the person who sincerely prays, "Have Thine own way, Lord." Ask yourself: Am I letting the great Potter have His own way with me?  —JEY  — Joanie Yoder