From the inert, cold wet clay
of our lives
something beautiful can rise
formed by loving hands
the creator, the potter
working the wheel, the clay
supple, pliable, giving
surrendering to his will
becoming useful vessels
worthy of the potter’s toil
June 30, 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
(Raymond A. Foss)
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