They say you become more like yourself as you grow older. I hope that's not always true. Some of us didn't start off very well as we came out of the rodeo chute of life. Got thrown a few times. Untrained and hard to break, we made bad decisions and poor judgments. I hope we have become more malleable along the way.
PRAYER OF A LUMP OF CLAY
Loving Potter, help me not be so squishy that
I won't hold your mold.
Or so hard that my hateful contours cannot
Be amended by your gentle touch.
Help me stay pliable all the days of my life, Open to the molding of your Spirit, and Word,
And to the unfolding lessons
In the lives of those around me.
Please help my spirit to still be resting happily and hopefully
In the Potter's hand when
My body returns to the clay from which it came.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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