I was reading this verse this afternoon and began to reflect on being clay in the master Potter’s hands. He molds us and shapes us. He bends and refines us. He smooths out inconsistencies and lumps and turns us into the perfect vessel that He intended us to be to deliver His message for his Kingdom. I’m happy to be clay in my Poppa’s hands and to know He’s molding me into the person I should be. 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“But now, O LORD, thou [art] our father; we [are] the clay, and thou our potter; and we all [are] the work of thy hand.” ~ Isaiah 64:8
