There are days when there is just saddness in the air. This is one of them. Life isn't always very easy, and sometimes it gets pretty bad before it gets better again. I can't explain in a blog what is going on, but I guess this too shall pass.
Just as the potter shapes his creation, then fires it in the kiln to harden it, so we too are being shaped by our Maker's hand. Often we feel as though we are spinning wildly, but God knows exactly what He is doing. He is the master potter, and we are but clay. We are spun, pushed, pulled, and finally fired -- it feels like death. But, when we have cooled the polish is visible to all who see us.
Just as the potter shapes his creation, then fires it in the kiln to harden it, so we too are being shaped by our Maker's hand. Often we feel as though we are spinning wildly, but God knows exactly what He is doing. He is the master potter, and we are but clay. We are spun, pushed, pulled, and finally fired -- it feels like death. But, when we have cooled the polish is visible to all who see us.
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