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.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
TGIF!
Not Thank God It's Friday!
But Today God Is First!
*just another cookie for our minds as we go about our chores... so everyday we can say TGIF!! yay!! :p
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