Open to Your Touch

God, my Potter
the molder of my clay
may I ever be open
open to Your touch I pray

Our clay, ever open
ever wet, able to be changed
transformed by the Creator
the Potter, our Master
our living present God
to His mighty plan

Made malleable once more
able to be shaped by the Potter
made whole, worthy once more
by His loving hands

written June 26, 2011
after seeing “Even after we have been fired”,
before posting it to www.faithwriters.com
&
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


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