Clay

This song, although quite simple, is very near and dear to my heart. I know there are times in everyones life when we just feel crushed by our towering ambitions. These are the moments when we know we have strived so hard only to realize we are rowing in a circle with only one paddle. It is exhausting and frustating to open your eyes and realize you are in the same lake only turned around. This song highlights that intimate moment when I brought these feelings to Christ and He said "Crystal... but you are still in the molding process. I'm still making you! Don't worry!" And hearing Him through that time brought me to write this song. Frankly, it has only made me yearn for Him even more. So now I know... that if I have faith, if I can just reach out and touch His hem, then everything will turn out right.

But I am still clay
If I could but touch His robe
A handful of Hem
If I could cross this water

Oh help me
Turn this seed
Into mountain

But I’m still clay
But I’m still clay

Oh bring me to your table
Respond to my reaching arm
Be the brave in my beating heart
And untangle what lies there in

Oh Lord I know
That I’m still clay