My life, clay on the wheel,
feeling the touch of the Potter
molding, reshaping, changing
me.
Constantly pliable, moist,
never yet fired, hardened;
Ever malleable, changing,
never finished in this life.
Within His hands, His touch
His fingers, His prints on
my flesh.
Changed by the Creator, the
Potter
giving my life over to Him;
May I ever be ready
clay on His wheel,
submitting to His will.
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edited
October 14, 2015
Clay
on the Wheel – v5
(editing
version 2)
edited
March 5, 2015
Clay
on the Wheel – v4
(editing
version 3)
edited
December 9, 2014
Clay
on the Wheel – v3
edited
August 4, 2014
Clay
on the Wheel – v2
October 15, 2008
Clay
on the Wheel
Psalm
138
Jeremiah
18:1-4
Jeremiah
18:1-12
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