I have to tell you....
this morning I am clay...
I woke up hardly able to move..
.. much less to tackle the myriad responsibilities that make up a typical Sunday....
Today, I trust the potter
I am clay
Today, things will happen.. and
things will not happen..
and I will be upset....
..and not upset...
I will sit in the middle of the maelstrom....
doing my best to keep up
....and trust the potter....
who has the overall master plan....
..and I will trust that if I rest in the potter's hands....
..that I will serve the purpose
the potter wishes....
and my little part will complete the whole....
I will relax
and trust the potter...
Isaiah 64:8
"Yet, you, Lord, are our father.
We are the clay, you are the potter;
We are all the work of your hand. NIV
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