Designing Clay

"I'm free, for the Lord has set me free indeed, the Lord lifts on high those called by Him, those that are called as His children."

~Anon

Sunset Over Presidio, San Francisco (Photo by C.E.C. / Use with permission)

Dawn ~ Sunset ~ Sunrise ~ Sundown...

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As free as my eternal soul feels, it still aches. I know it's growing pains, after all, growth takes time & great care, so I should be still as molding clay, peaceful in the hands of an expert...then why do I cry inside? I can feel the potter's hand, His ever protecting touch, and I know I'm safe, just maybe, I'm picking up on something else happening? Is the Creator shedding tears upon His work? Am I absorbing and responding to that emotion, attention to detail, and endless love? I'm a weak piece of clay I fear, for I am nothing without someone to help shape my mind, heart, and breath life into this spirit.

He really only wants the best for me, truly giving His all to create a masterpiece! I am clay...I hope I am not too soft to mold, or too tough to take shape, so that I stay true to His design. I know I am not, nor have ever been easy to create. Yet, here, the Creator remains, stubbornly not giving up on this work. I'm grateful, truly...the love & devotion I'm constantly shown, maybe that is why I feel that sadness, it's not a typical sorrow, but one of longing.

"Please be whole my dear one." The Creator weeps into me...

I am...well, I will be...because I've never forgotten, nor can forget His promise to me long ago. I'll never not feel the potter's hands surrounding me, gentle & yet determined to create the very best in me. I'm okay now, I'll be patient again, I'll be still so you can work, and blend, and focus. So you don't cry over this silly clay, this very silly clay.

Thank you always, xoxo

(4/2/18)

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