The Miry Clay in the Potter's hands goes through the sculpting of His hands and the furnace of His fire to become His jar of clay. For noble purpose or the ordinary, He alone rightfully decides. Of grime and mud, only the Loving Potter will take & create, only the Skillful One will make a masterpiece, only the Faithful will strive to keep it soft till the end.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Alpha
i have successfully succumbed to the trends of time... The prude who once sworn off MSN & Blogging has joined the crowds... Sad sad sad... But i guess there is no point in staying off them for the sake of staying off them or the strive to be different, so i shall lay down my pride and embrace what these things offer. The ability to communicate real time with others & build relationships for the former, and to share & plant my thoughts, & invoke you to share yours with me. thence beginning this blogger's journey... alpha's done.
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