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.
Monday, July 09, 2007
when it's all been said and done
xun shared this with me... poignant.
i pray that i'd have lived my life for truth, for you Jesus.
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