Tag: Clay

I am but clay

I am molded by

the Claymaker.

I’m molded by the One who made me.

He knows what He made me for.

He wants to work with me

but still respects that

I have a choice.

He respects that He knows what He made me for.

do I respect what I was made for?

do I honor what I was made for?

Do I honor who I was made for?

Do I care what I was made for?

I want to I try to I care

I want to work with my maker.

I want to be what he wishes me to be.

I want to be what he desires of me.

I want to give him what He desires of me.

He has given me so much. How can I give Him less?

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