We are the clay
the cold, the wet lump
on the potter’s wheel
Marked by the potter
his hands molding us
his fingerprints, palms
leaving marks on us
changing us to his purpose
becoming a vessel
of his endless love
Poured out to the thirsty
to the ends of the earth
June 30, 2008 and July 1, 2008
Jeremiah 18:1-4, Jeremiah 18:1-12 and
Upper Room devotional for June 30, 2008
http://www.upperroom.org/Devotional/default.asp?month=6&day=30&year=2008&x=107&y=6
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