His Hands upon My Clay

God’s hands, reshaping me
when I give to his touch
when I become empty
when I become supple
molded by my master
to his holy plan

His hands upon my clay
the path of my life
leading me to the pastures
beside the still waters
guiding my steps
if I submit to him

November 15, 2010
after posting several poems from 12/4/2009
to Christian Poetry
www.christianpoetry.org
November 13, 2010
Genesis 1:1-2:4a
Genesis 2:4b-25
the tension between the two traditions
giving us two creation stories
Ecclesiastes 12:7
Jeremiah 18:1-4
&
via email conversation 12/4/09
with artist and teacher
Carol Childress,
author of blog, “Choosing Joy”,
http://carolchil.blogspot.com/
and see: http://carolchil.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-everything-there-is-season.html
&
Luke 15:11-32
Parable of the Prodigal Son

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